I love rocks.
It is in my blood.
One of the first books I bought for my kiddos
when they were little.
Another one of the items I bought my kiddos when they
were young was a rock identification chart
with real rocks on it
like below.
Tumbled stones.
I could look at them forever!!!
My dad had a rock tumbler
in our garage in
Pleasant Hill, CA.
My dad.
The quintessential
rock hound.
; )
That's why it's in my blood.
I miss him.
He is such a wonderful man.
How blessed I have been to have him as
my father.
I could write a book about it.
A hug for you
up in Paradise.
XOXOOXOXOX
La Traviata
Verdi
One of my dad's favorites
Enjoy!
I could hear him singing in that wonderful
bass voice of his!
; )
I am so glad you were born,
daddy-o.
Happy Birthday,
dear daddy,
and I love you
so.
Cheers!
I'll be drinking a root beer
float in your honor!
And a splendid Monday to you all,
my sweeties!
xooxxo
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