@gingerw Clearing out the carport today, I looked at some paint cans full of rocks from who knows where, and they've been sitting there for 10 years or more. So, I started laying them out on a table, sorting them. I recognized some from one of the Oregon beaches, with sea critters fossilized in them. And some green ones that probably came from near John Day. I don't know what I'll do with them. I suspect that my wife will claim ownership and could very well want me to put them back in the cans. There's probably going to be some - umm - discussion on the matter. And one of the cans held some interesting driftwood.

Speaking of carts and wagons, I am most grateful to have a trailer that my mower tows around, moving piles of prunings and weeds to the places where they're either burned or composted, and moving dirt and rocks around. A few years ago I picked up and dug up a great bunch of rocks from the dry pasture. I wanted a rock bed in one corner of the front yard. I put down weed barrier, planted some cacti and succulents and two Colorado blue spruce trees, and spread all sizes and shapes of rocks. It was a change from bark mulch, and free, but a ton of work gathering and arranging them.

In 2015 we did a road trip to visit our kids in New Hampshire and Indiana. And you can be pretty sure that some of the gross weight was in geological form. I had a great time poking around a big barn sale - not sure if it was in New Hampshire or Maine. I'd have happily spent several hours there (and several more dollars), if my wife and daughter hadn't had a couple of yarn stores on the day's itinerary further up the road.

I managed to get to the humane society thrift store today with my first load of plants. Next time I'm in town I'll stop by and see how many are sold. From what I saw a week ago, their prices are a lot higher than I would have charged. But it's more money for the animals.

Jim