Rock Hunting

When I was really small, Nanna, Pa, Mum, Dad (and Simmone later) and I used to go down to 2 mile creek and sit in the shallow water. They used to drink beer and Pa and I would look for Agates in the river. Ive really had an interest in poetic space recently and the link is on my blog list. Ive been putting rocks I have painted all over Canberra and it makes me happy when I plant a rock on my way to work. And even happier when someone takes it. There is a child care centre not far from me and a couple of times a week I plant a rock so the little kids can find it on their way to day care. It takes me back to a time in our family that was calm, when we were surrounded by cool and tasty water and family love.