Inukshuk

was a new name for me.  Lilly , a good blogger friend introduced me to this custom. Any thing pertaining to rocks is exciting to me.  Inukshuk (singular) is a custom of leaving markers/messages by natives in several countries.

We (the boys and I) built some

along the creek 

just to say, "We were here".

Thirst for Poetry Jam...

Every time I see a rock
I ask it to talk to me
I long to hear its story
To share how it came to be

I've a thirst for knowledge
Only rocks can supply
Marked by creation
Unable to lie

My Hubby woos me
With rocks large and small
I'm honestly honored
That he thinks of me at all.

Poetry Jam...Thirst