Gemstones such as citrine is a glorified rock. As such ,it’s a semi precious gemstone. My rock collecting days are behind me but I can still enjoy the beauty of my collection.
I am a lifelong collector of rocks and fossils. Luckily, I live in an area that was once the bottom of the Ordovician Sea so there are fossils wherever the ground has been scraped down a bit.
I, too, have a great passion for rocks! ❤ I collect them everywhere, filling up the windowsills and glass vases. In England, when I used to go down the various mines with the Explorer’s gang, I would pick up so many interesting specimens, a lot of fool’s gold and quartz rocks. The sulfur mine had some of the most beautiful igneous varieties I’ve ever seen. (๑′ᴗ‵๑)
I love rocks! I try to bring one home from wherever I visit. My boss brought me a rock from Machu Picchu, and one from New Zealand. Sort of cheating, but I treasure them anyway. :)
I have a rock identification APP on my Tablet. You point it at a rock, and it tells you what the rock is made of. I keep hoping for diamonds or emeralds, but…..
Grandma used to collect rocks and display them in an old TV (1960s vintage) with the tube etc taken out. She especially liked an agate my little brother found for her. He died a few months later. Grandma kept that agate for years until she had to downsize to an apartment. Never knew what happened to that agate. Southern Indiana is known for its geods.
When I was about 4 or 5, I gave my uncle a “pet rock.” (I’m pretty sure I got it out of our driveway, but it was fairly sparkly, so it seemed “special” to me.) He had told me that he didn’t have any pets and I “didn’t want him to be lonely.” (That’s the explanation my sisters say I gave, at least.) That rock stayed in his truck until he stopped driving, then moved to a spot beside his bed. When he died, about 20 years after I gave him the rock, my cousins put his rock in the casket with him, right beside his head.
I got into that when I was a kid. I had this geology “computer” (which wasn’t a computer) where you did various tests on a rock and it told you which one it was.
As an example of changing times, it came with hydrochloric acid. And it was for kids. There was a warning on the hydrochloric acid, but still.
I love when I go to a place and I find one of those “gem mining” activities where you’re given a heavy bag of sand and you put the sand in a screen and sift it in the water, in effect “panning for gold.” I’ve “found” beautiful rocks doing this.
An expression usually addressed to my geology-degree-holding Brother-In-Law: I’m afraid we can’t watch any more— geology has been introduced into the plot!
Wow, this brings back AWSUM memories of my rockhounding grandparents, who had a rock tumbler in their shed & produced all kinds of cool polished stones including the blue & green malachite they gave me when I ws 8, which I made into a necklace & wore for years…
Aw, great memories of teaching my youngest grandson about crystals. He’s got a large collection and may just become a geologist :) It is our thing we do together <3
I bet Beatrix has the Bookstore Ladies rock collection organized, set up and maintains a database and has a website dedicated to it with an active chatroom of rock hounds!
My late husband collected rocks of all kinds. He passed away suddenly and unexpectedly this past July. I have several of his rocks on my desk. When I moved back to Texas to be closer to my children, I was finding rocks all over the place as I was packing. His mom is a rock hound as well, so I gave her a bunch of them.
Not exactly rocks, but does anyone remember the “fried marble” craze of the 1960s? Some of them turned out to be surprisingly pretty, although the jewelry settings that came with the kits were cheap looking. I wasn’t a very good marble cook—many of mine shattered into pieces instead of just cracking internally, but then I was only about 8 or 9.
I’m reminded of a song by the immortal group, Dr. Jane and the Primoridal Ooze on their album Wackademia. The song (set to a possibly identifiable tune) has lines like “do the rock rock baby and you’ll bee-ee . . . a red-hot lava tonight” and “geology is sometimes just a pile of schist.”
I am still an avid rock collector. Always looking for unusual shapes. I once had a rock that resembled a foot. My favorite till a small family member picked it up and dropped it. Oh well. My middle grandchild loves to rearrange all my rocks to her liking. I just leave them till the next visit and they get rearranged again.
In my area we do painted rocks. You paint a picture on the rock , then hide it for someone to find. On the back of the rock you put your club name. Mine Is Plymouth Wisconsin Rocks. You post a picture of your find to the facebook page. Then you either keep it or rehide it for another person to find. My grandchildren and I take walks in the summer hunting for them around our city.
Lots of rocky comments today. I had a rock collection as a child. As an adult I dated a gal who loved to collect rocks. She would take week long vacations in areas where she could find cool rocks.
I suppose I’m fairly odd for a geologist—I don’t have and never had a rock collection. Possibly this is because I had to carry several metric bonker’s worth out of various field areas, and rocks are heavy.
Whenever I gave my students a creative writing assignment, I wrote one along with them to model the process. The prompt here was, write a story to write a story told by something from nature. My title was, “The River Rock Remembers.”
I definitely can relate to this one! I always bring home so many rocks from my beach-combing outings when we visit Cambria, CA. I’ve been doing this for years, and the rocks are piling up! Most are very small and colorful, but some others are larger and flat. My husband bought me a rock polishing machine several years ago. I haven’t used it yet – was waiting for retirement. I actually retired in May of 2020! My intention was (is) to polish some and paint animals on the larger ones. Maybe this year! ☺
Southern Chesapeake Bay in Norfolk VA. Found what I initially thought was a broken glass bottle on the beach (which is why I went to pick it up). Turned out to be a clamshell geode. People who lived on Willoughby Spit spent decades searching for them after a hurricane or nor’easter. I was visiting a friend when I found it.
Ahhh… I went through the phase of bringing every rock home. My poor parents. And the ruckus I raised when I found my very first fossil… boy. I was a kid who loved nature.
deadheadzan almost 3 years ago
Gemstones such as citrine is a glorified rock. As such ,it’s a semi precious gemstone. My rock collecting days are behind me but I can still enjoy the beauty of my collection.
Susanna Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I think the Girl is more interested in Trevor than the rocks.
Sue Ellen almost 3 years ago
I am a lifelong collector of rocks and fossils. Luckily, I live in an area that was once the bottom of the Ordovician Sea so there are fossils wherever the ground has been scraped down a bit.
Lady Bri almost 3 years ago
I, too, have a great passion for rocks! ❤ I collect them everywhere, filling up the windowsills and glass vases. In England, when I used to go down the various mines with the Explorer’s gang, I would pick up so many interesting specimens, a lot of fool’s gold and quartz rocks. The sulfur mine had some of the most beautiful igneous varieties I’ve ever seen. (๑′ᴗ‵๑)
Jungle Empress almost 3 years ago
The Boy isn’t the only one who likes collecting rocks! https://i.redd.it/y9x9zd1s62y21.jpg
Robin Harwood almost 3 years ago
Don’t collect them. Leave them to flourish in their natural environment, and appreciate them there.
Warning note: Be cautious in mountains. You can get run down by a herd of the wild ones. It’s a painful doom.
Le'letha Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Better cool rocks than cool bugs, at least for an indoor collection and young hands.
Ahsum almost 3 years ago
Sunday Funday
Colorado Expat almost 3 years ago
OT – A grinch found her forever home!
marilynnbyerly almost 3 years ago
Rock collecting runs in the family. My late brother even sold them.
Gent almost 3 years ago
What cha planning to do with em, boy? Make lotsa stone soup?
Gent almost 3 years ago
No, boy. That’s not how you becomes a rock star.
amethyst52 Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I love rocks! I try to bring one home from wherever I visit. My boss brought me a rock from Machu Picchu, and one from New Zealand. Sort of cheating, but I treasure them anyway. :)
LastRoseOfSummer 1 Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I have a rock identification APP on my Tablet. You point it at a rock, and it tells you what the rock is made of. I keep hoping for diamonds or emeralds, but…..
deojaideep aka Courage almost 3 years ago
Good ol’ Trevor inspecting the rocks in the last frame!!
WelshRat Premium Member almost 3 years ago
The entire house is getting stoned.
I AM CARTOON LADY! almost 3 years ago
I still like picking up interesting rocks! In fact, a character, in my comic strip, has a pet rock named, ‘Roll!’
some idiot from R'lyeh Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Rocks rock!
Biskits almost 3 years ago
Rock a bye, baby….
FreyjaRN Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I still collect rocks. I have some nice obsidian samples.
Gloria Fleming almost 3 years ago
Love the Who mug!!
Alicelth Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Grandma used to collect rocks and display them in an old TV (1960s vintage) with the tube etc taken out. She especially liked an agate my little brother found for her. He died a few months later. Grandma kept that agate for years until she had to downsize to an apartment. Never knew what happened to that agate. Southern Indiana is known for its geods.
Randallw almost 3 years ago
They’re minerals, Marie.
cat19632001 almost 3 years ago
Goldie toe beans!
burke129529 almost 3 years ago
When I was about 4 or 5, I gave my uncle a “pet rock.” (I’m pretty sure I got it out of our driveway, but it was fairly sparkly, so it seemed “special” to me.) He had told me that he didn’t have any pets and I “didn’t want him to be lonely.” (That’s the explanation my sisters say I gave, at least.) That rock stayed in his truck until he stopped driving, then moved to a spot beside his bed. When he died, about 20 years after I gave him the rock, my cousins put his rock in the casket with him, right beside his head.
MamaBird almost 3 years ago
My granddaughter is a rock collector. The front steps of the house are covered.
Bucinka almost 3 years ago
Is that a little kid thing? I did the same thing when I was six.
Ignatz Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I got into that when I was a kid. I had this geology “computer” (which wasn’t a computer) where you did various tests on a rock and it told you which one it was.
As an example of changing times, it came with hydrochloric acid. And it was for kids. There was a warning on the hydrochloric acid, but still.
bluegirl285 almost 3 years ago
I love when I go to a place and I find one of those “gem mining” activities where you’re given a heavy bag of sand and you put the sand in a screen and sift it in the water, in effect “panning for gold.” I’ve “found” beautiful rocks doing this.
Granny Roberta almost 3 years ago
An expression usually addressed to my geology-degree-holding Brother-In-Law: I’m afraid we can’t watch any more— geology has been introduced into the plot!
anomalous4 almost 3 years ago
Wow, this brings back AWSUM memories of my rockhounding grandparents, who had a rock tumbler in their shed & produced all kinds of cool polished stones including the blue & green malachite they gave me when I ws 8, which I made into a necklace & wore for years…
anomalous4 almost 3 years ago
Today is the official “Happy Mew Year’s Day for Cats”! Wishing all kittehs & their h00minz & families an AWSUM 2022!
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Grace Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Aw, great memories of teaching my youngest grandson about crystals. He’s got a large collection and may just become a geologist :) It is our thing we do together <3
PetsAmazeMe almost 3 years ago
Breaking rock news: you heard it hear first folks
2019faver almost 3 years ago
First cats, now rocks. Is this about me?
Lauren Kramer almost 3 years ago
I bet Beatrix has the Bookstore Ladies rock collection organized, set up and maintains a database and has a website dedicated to it with an active chatroom of rock hounds!
Julie478 Premium Member almost 3 years ago
My late husband collected rocks of all kinds. He passed away suddenly and unexpectedly this past July. I have several of his rocks on my desk. When I moved back to Texas to be closer to my children, I was finding rocks all over the place as I was packing. His mom is a rock hound as well, so I gave her a bunch of them.
The Wolf In Your Midst almost 3 years ago
I had a pet rock once, but it died of neglect.
scaeva Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Speaking as a retired geologist, I must say that life on the rocks is not bad.
Catmom almost 3 years ago
Not exactly rocks, but does anyone remember the “fried marble” craze of the 1960s? Some of them turned out to be surprisingly pretty, although the jewelry settings that came with the kits were cheap looking. I wasn’t a very good marble cook—many of mine shattered into pieces instead of just cracking internally, but then I was only about 8 or 9.
rs0204 Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Less talk, more Rock.
fuzzybritches almost 3 years ago
I’m reminded of a song by the immortal group, Dr. Jane and the Primoridal Ooze on their album Wackademia. The song (set to a possibly identifiable tune) has lines like “do the rock rock baby and you’ll bee-ee . . . a red-hot lava tonight” and “geology is sometimes just a pile of schist.”
LucyLuLu almost 3 years ago
I am still an avid rock collector. Always looking for unusual shapes. I once had a rock that resembled a foot. My favorite till a small family member picked it up and dropped it. Oh well. My middle grandchild loves to rearrange all my rocks to her liking. I just leave them till the next visit and they get rearranged again.
DawnMcCandless almost 3 years ago
In my area we do painted rocks. You paint a picture on the rock , then hide it for someone to find. On the back of the rock you put your club name. Mine Is Plymouth Wisconsin Rocks. You post a picture of your find to the facebook page. Then you either keep it or rehide it for another person to find. My grandchildren and I take walks in the summer hunting for them around our city.
almost 3 years ago
Ted looks a little stone-faced.
paulscon almost 3 years ago
Lots of rocky comments today. I had a rock collection as a child. As an adult I dated a gal who loved to collect rocks. She would take week long vacations in areas where she could find cool rocks.
asrialfeeple almost 3 years ago
This collection … rocks
willie_mctell almost 3 years ago
Our older granddaughter still collects them in an indiscriminate manner. She paints some and just hoards some. Every now and then she gives me one.
scaeva Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I suppose I’m fairly odd for a geologist—I don’t have and never had a rock collection. Possibly this is because I had to carry several metric bonker’s worth out of various field areas, and rocks are heavy.
Sue Ellen almost 3 years ago
Whenever I gave my students a creative writing assignment, I wrote one along with them to model the process. The prompt here was, write a story to write a story told by something from nature. My title was, “The River Rock Remembers.”
tigger0612 Premium Member almost 3 years ago
How Maud Pie of the boy.
Barnhartfam almost 3 years ago
The average rock is 2-3 billion years old.
Catmom almost 3 years ago
O.T. Blackeyed Peas
piwismom almost 3 years ago
I definitely can relate to this one! I always bring home so many rocks from my beach-combing outings when we visit Cambria, CA. I’ve been doing this for years, and the rocks are piling up! Most are very small and colorful, but some others are larger and flat. My husband bought me a rock polishing machine several years ago. I haven’t used it yet – was waiting for retirement. I actually retired in May of 2020! My intention was (is) to polish some and paint animals on the larger ones. Maybe this year! ☺
ThePandaOfTheOpera almost 3 years ago
i think i’ll start posting poetry here
ikini Premium Member almost 3 years ago
I’m thinking that the Bookstore Woman brought a collection of rocks (and Trevor) over to the Big Pink House for the Boy to look at.
ikini Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Are those keys in the Woman’s mitten in panel 5?
knight1192a almost 3 years ago
Really misunderstood Lupin in the first panel. Thought he said the boy was getting into the world of coal rocks, not cool rocks.
And sadly rocks aren’t always free.
crazeekatlady almost 3 years ago
Southern Chesapeake Bay in Norfolk VA. Found what I initially thought was a broken glass bottle on the beach (which is why I went to pick it up). Turned out to be a clamshell geode. People who lived on Willoughby Spit spent decades searching for them after a hurricane or nor’easter. I was visiting a friend when I found it.
BWSterling almost 3 years ago
Puck’s look of love for Ted!!
Sir Bacon almost 3 years ago
Rocks are like snowflakes each are unique.
Taracinablue almost 3 years ago
Aw, cute =) I actually have a teeny rock that lives in my jacket pocket—it’s smooth & has interesting shapes.
ElianaHerbst100 over 2 years ago
… I have a bag of rocks in my room. And a collection of crystals and such on my bookshelf.
leopardglily about 2 years ago
Ahhh… I went through the phase of bringing every rock home. My poor parents. And the ruckus I raised when I found my very first fossil… boy. I was a kid who loved nature.