We are on a cleaning kick at our house, one of those great things to do in the summer when there is extra time. For me, the never ending battle is managing the ephemera, photos, class work and paper samples. My husband has to work to manage his workshop with building materials.
As I was going through a box, I came across this collection of rocks and put them out on top of the washing machine. My husband came in and asked, "Honey, where did these rocks come from?"
At this point and time, that is a great question. I have gathered them here and there on our family travels. Unfortunately, I have not labeled or marked them in any way.
Note to self: Label any unidentifiable objects when they first come home!