Rocks
Every once in a while, I start throwing away stuff I have. For some reason, I think it's a good idea to document this purging. I know not why documenting is good, other than having a sense of accomplishment, tracking what I discarded, and seeing how far I've come from who I was. Or something like that. It's been a while since I've done this, but back when, here are the items.
When we first moved into the house, the front yard was a sea of bark surrounded by landmass of red volcanic rock buried by forests of jasmine. Sounds lovely doesn't it? It wasn't lovely trying to remove all of those items, in order to plant a front yard of squashes, no siree.
We STILL have rocks in the various places around the house. Like along the side of the house. In the path way to the back yard.
Little wonder no one walks along that side of the yard, eh?
Today's item was the bag of rocks that broke some time last year.
This item was discarded.
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