My grandchildren are very fortunate to have a babysitter who
spends time with them doing crafts, encouraging their creativity. Their efforts
are frequently posted on Facebook for all to see.
One day they did painted rocks, and though the stones were
very colourful, they were very simple. When the kids visited me the next time I
showed them the painted rocks I had found on Pinterest. They immediately asked
if I would paint rocks for them, but unfortunately, the rocks we found were not
good for painting.
I was playing on Pinterest today and found this picture of
rocks painted to look like dogs. I loved the caption where the person wanted to
make some, and leave them on the path where she walks, imagining the result
when another walker finds them.
For the next few years the snowman I made was in the lobby
of my building as a doorstop. My granddaughter made a snowman too, and one to
look like her Dad, dressed in camo, his favorite color. It sits by the
wood stove all these years later.
I feel the urge to paint rocks. It will have to wait until
after Christmas, and if I plan to do it I had better take a quick turn along
the beach boardwalk, for too soon my chance of finding rocks will be lost under
ice and snow.
Just what I need, another project. But, if it makes the
grandkids happy, I’m all for it.
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