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The copper specimens have always been some of my favorites. Just imagine that the color from one copper penny could paint the whole world blue-green.
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Then there are the beautifully cut stones. I love the big ones. It's a good thing I live in small houses or I'd have at least one huge ball.... that is if I could figure out how to afford one.
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And there are the characters on the sidewalk and in the parking lots. This was a California juice bar, tenanted with long haired, tie dyed, beaded, old refugees from the 60's. Sorta like me.
And there are the characters on the sidewalk and in the parking lots. This was a California juice bar, tenanted with long haired, tie dyed, beaded, old refugees from the 60's. Sorta like me.
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Big dirty pieces just out of the ground
Slices and rough on the tables and in bins of water
Beautiful specimens nestled in cotton or paper
Beautiful specimens nestled in cotton or paper
Carved objects in boxes or on pedestals
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Ahhhhh.... and I arrive tomorrow to soak up some of that quiet peace. (and warmth hopefully!)
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