Collecting Rocks: Year 15

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Dad and I have this tradition. Every end of winter break, we bundle up in clothes that don't actually keep us as warm as we had hoped, and we collect rocks for his elementary school's salmon tank. We climb down the muddy cliff to the stream, pause halfway through, and stare up at the trees. It's a tiny bit of serenity in the surrounding suburbia. It's my Bridge to Terebithia, my Rivendell.

Happy 15th year of collecting rocks, papá!

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