Musings and Amusings

R is for Rocks

R Letter

These are a few of the rocks that comprise my “Zen garden”. I collect rocks as a momento, pocketing my first rock when I moved to Colorado in 1977 (although my parents would tell you I’ve pocketed them all my life). I hiked my first Boulder trail in Chautauqua Park, huffing and puffing my way up into the foothills to a point high enough that I could oversee the entire town. Surely worth memorializing with a pocket rock.


I try to collect a rock from each place I travel in the US and abroad. I have rocks from Lake Superior, Paris, Tucson, Turks & Caicos, and Kranjska Gora. I have rocks my grandchildren have given me, and rocks “my troops” have sent me while they were deployed in Iraq and Afghanistan. I have a rock from the bike ride when my first sighting of a double rainbow stopped me in my tracks; from the first time I made par on a golf hole (yes, there are rocks on golf courses); and from the first time I rode Vail Pass on my bicycle.

There is a spot in my living room where I periodically rearrange my rocks, tucking some away and bringing others into the daylight. I stack and balance them carefully and mindfully in cairns. I place them by shapes and designs; by their hues of color; by the feel of their surface; and by the memories they evoke.




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  1. Wonderful! They look amazing and it’s perfect that when you look at them they bring back all those memories 😉

  2. I one gave a friend a collection box for her birthday. The goal being to collect one thing from each outing we have together to fill the box. A gave her a rock as an example. A great way to collect memories as well as things of beauty.

  3. I really admire the people who can balance the rocks like that – I’m no good at all! Do you remember where all of your rocks came from? That’s a fantastic idea for a collection.

    Eileen @ In My Playroom (also doing the A to Z Challenge)

    • I don’t remember where most if the rocks came from. I didn’t want to write on them and couldn’t think of another way to label them. I should have taken a picture of each for identification as I collected it. Perhaps I need to repeat each adventure for another rock !

  4. cardamone5 said:

    Awesome. Such a refreshing post. Thanks. I love the round one in the first pic. Beautiful.


    • Thanks, Elizabeth – sometimes I put them in the sun then feel their varying temperatures. I do love handling the round ones – very serene. Dad taught me how to “skip” them in the water as a child.

  5. Oh my goodness, it is interesting how our lives have so much in common. I too have collected many rocks, and have many stories connected to them. Now my son-in-law brings me rocks. He is a wildlife biologist and spends a lot of time out in the wildernesses and comes across lots. The latest one though he brought from the beach and it sits on my coffee table.

  6. Ah, a stone collector! I have a few myself!

  7. I only have a couple of rocks because I switched to collecting magnets of all the places I’ve been. Still, I treasure my rocks because they have special memories attached to them to.

    • Now that I think of it, my Uncle – career Air Force pilot – had a steam trunk full of rocks and minerals. I wonder if one of my cousins kept it.

  8. What a wonderful collection! I’d worry I’d forget where I got them. Such is my brain…

  9. Rocking post! I like the rocks especially the ones with the creative designs. They are always make a nice touch to gardens. AtoZer

    • Hi Michelle – thanks for visiting and rocking comment! I have rnjoyed using many larger rocks in my gardens and carting them with us on our moves 🙂 i hope you are enjoying A to Z.

  10. You make rocks interesting–great post and photos.

  11. I have a few rocks myself! Unfortunately, I forget where I get most of them from…I must be getting old, or have too many rocks in my head to keep track of. I love taking pictures of stone cairns that people have stacked along various trails – THOSE at least are easier for me to remember where they were taken from! 😀

    • :-). I like coming upon them while hiking, too. I never learned how to read them for directions but fortunately Hub knows so I stick close to him. Ha!

  12. Some of those rocks are huge! How ever did you get them home?
    Stacked up liked that they seem to tell a story of their very own. I’m always awed by how short a blip our own lifespan is in contrast to how long it takes a rock to find its shape and finally break down into sand.

    • LOL I wondered if anyone would say, “Hey, those are way too big for pocket rocks!” You win the prize. Guess what it is!?!

      I have been aware of that same wonder, living here near the mountains. I am the most significant person on earth in my own life, but am barely a speck in the life of the earth itself. Some rocks crumble easily and some are unchanged for eons. Thanks for the philosophical musing!

  13. Nice collection! 🙂 I have some too, including some North American Indian painted ones and a good luck volcanic rock from Santorini; also hand painted.

    • You know, when I was writing this piece I realized I did not pick up a rock that day we spent on Santorini, and that’s a bummer! But I will never forget what it felt like to bask in the sunshine overlooking that sparkling blue sea!

      Would like to see your NA

  14. Terrific! Looks like I can comment again. 😀

  15. Wonderful! I used to collect pebbles from the beach and once made a photo frame out of them, but the frame was so heavy that it kept falling over. Yet another attempt of mine to be creative – and yet again it failed miserably 🙂 Your rocks do look fabulous though.

  16. Great post! I love to collect rocks. There’s just something about them – so solid and beautiful. My parents used to be in despair because of the number of rocks I would drag home with me from everywhere. Luckily, I’ve gotten pickier over time. 🙂

    • Thank you for visiting, Sue, and for the “rock love”. There have been a coulpe hikes where the backpack got quite heavy 🙂 now I’m more discerning as well!

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