I introduced myself yesterday in the middle of another new member’s (bogman’s) introduction by mistake. (Already breaking protocol!) Sorry for that, and sorry to repeat here what I posted in his exchange. I am Cecilia, a lifelong collector of nature’s artworks: rocks, shells, sticks, cones, seeds, acorns, driftwood, old birds’ and insects’ nests, empty chrysalises and cocoons, etc. I also love archeology, and have been to many sites, so I’m embarrassed that it took me so long to realize that some of my rocks may be artifacts. It was not until my beloved horse, Bucephalus, my outdoor-exploration companion of several decades, died, that I turned to my collections for solace and a connection to things natural. My kids say “mom's gone to her Zen place.”
One day, I was sorting my rocks into shapes: pacmen, ruffles, hitchhikers, stars, dice, marbles, etc., when I had an epiphany. Why did certain rocks have the same shape regardless of where I’d found them, what their composition was, whether they were igneous, sedimentary, or metamorphic? Six weeks later, I knew basic concepts: shapeshavers, abraders, drillers, piercers, grinders. A pair of rocks I’ve had many, many years, “Mama & Baby”, may be really “Mano & Metate”!
The bottom line is I am enthusiastic, but ignorant. I am an avid learner, though, which is why I joined this group; I so look forward to being taught by your members! Until now, indulging this interest in solitude has sometimes made me feel a little crazy (“what if it’s just a rock?”), and then, slightly ashamed of my obsession, I’ll gather them all up, and put them back into their buckets. I hope association with you will help me avoid that feeling for good!
One day, I was sorting my rocks into shapes: pacmen, ruffles, hitchhikers, stars, dice, marbles, etc., when I had an epiphany. Why did certain rocks have the same shape regardless of where I’d found them, what their composition was, whether they were igneous, sedimentary, or metamorphic? Six weeks later, I knew basic concepts: shapeshavers, abraders, drillers, piercers, grinders. A pair of rocks I’ve had many, many years, “Mama & Baby”, may be really “Mano & Metate”!
The bottom line is I am enthusiastic, but ignorant. I am an avid learner, though, which is why I joined this group; I so look forward to being taught by your members! Until now, indulging this interest in solitude has sometimes made me feel a little crazy (“what if it’s just a rock?”), and then, slightly ashamed of my obsession, I’ll gather them all up, and put them back into their buckets. I hope association with you will help me avoid that feeling for good!
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