Rocks are so cool, I love them. I pick them up everywhere, but I've bad about writing down where they came from. Unfortunately I don't know anything about rocks, what kinds they are or anything. All I know is they are so pretty, and sparkle like jewels when wet, which is why I pick them up to save. I either need a rock tumbler or some way of making them look wet all the time w/o leaving them in water.
Most of these rocks (and shells) I believe are from my trips to the Cape in the mid-2000s, prior to my moving back. I think it was 2005 when I brought my package to the post office to mail home to Washington, prior to my flight back. (I always shipped my clothes & stuff ahead of my trips). The woman at the post office, Paula, knew me and my family from forever. She grabbed my box, not expecting it's weight. She grunted with surprise then said, "My god Joanne! What have you got in here? Rocks?" I said, "Um....well..actually...yeah, from Sandy Neck and Spring Hill." She looks over her glasses at me and says, "Don't you have rocks in Washington?" I said, "Yeah, but not like these."
From Ruby Beach, Washington.
These are all from since I've been here last summer; there's a dish of them on the kitchen table as well. Some of them sparkle with gold and silver flakes!
Kalaloch, Washington. The dark red piece with the 2 stones on it is actually a piece of wood, not a rock.
These are all from Willows Beach, in Victoria, BC.