The kitchen windowsill is littered with treasure. I have yet to grow up enough to stop bringing rocks into the house.
Peggy hasn't either and has a fine eye for a nice stone for her grandma.
Added to these fine specimens are now two delightfully smooth pebbles from the beach at Haystack Rock, a solid chunk of obsidian found by a certain fine young man, who was thoughtful enough to lug it around all day in his pocket while he was working, and a stone from California.
Who needs diamonds and pearls? Not me; I have wealth aplenty with some to spare. Love you guys...
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