tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390994653951455497.post5860272140099840173..comments2011-07-02T18:33:13.898-07:00Comments on Marthann's Musings: Faucets and Rocks . . . . . . .Marthann's Musingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14182575694896340864noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390994653951455497.post-67253431868526152672010-04-02T12:21:06.411-07:002010-04-02T12:21:06.411-07:00Most of the rocks are River Rocks, They start out ...Most of the rocks are River Rocks, They start out high in the mountains and are washed down stream. As they tumble along in the rushing water they rub against each other and the bottom of the river and are worn away. Thus smoothing the sides and edges off. They come in all sizes.<br /><br />brotherUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16129108644128996351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390994653951455497.post-86726194778125253052010-04-02T05:54:36.483-07:002010-04-02T05:54:36.483-07:00That is a good point Laure. Happy EasterThat is a good point Laure. Happy EasterMarthann's Musingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14182575694896340864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390994653951455497.post-7092758430809518092010-04-02T04:38:29.366-07:002010-04-02T04:38:29.366-07:00Looks like giant children where busy playing with ...Looks like giant children where busy playing with those rocks and then their mother called them in for lunch!Laure Ferlitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14966163843633158039noreply@blogger.com