The Old Dame’s Rock Wall huddled together against the cold warm in company Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
I love rocks. These would be too massive to put in my pocket. They are perfect in their pile. Lovely.🐾 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I prefer rocks to stones. You can’t throw them. Like cats, they are self contained, but dont resist a caress. Unlike cats they do well in a group. as here; they are so peaceful. I could sit with them a while. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Albert, this is so lovely. I will always now think of cats when I see rocks. Such a marvelous association! Thank you! LikeLike Reply
Rocks of ages. If they could talk, I wonder what they would say.
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would they tell us the story of time?
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I love rocks. These would be too massive to put in my pocket. They are perfect in their pile. Lovely.🐾
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Thanks Gretchen!
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I prefer rocks to stones. You can’t throw them. Like cats, they are self contained, but dont resist a caress. Unlike cats they do well in a group.
as here; they are so peaceful. I could sit with them a while.
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Albert, this is so lovely. I will always now think of cats when I see rocks. Such a marvelous association! Thank you!
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