Rock stars

Pescadero State Beach with Donna. This is one of a my favorite places. In my past experience there have been whale carcasses, multicolored starfish, immense anemones, fleets of pelicans, sea lions. Today's feature was mainly rocks. A few mussel shells, a lot of seaweed, but the rocks were stars! Round rocks of a thousand colors, making rollicking rocky noises as the waves washed in and out. Rocks with streaks, stripes, inclusions, holes, even designs that looked like petroglyphs. Sizes from cherries to canteloupes -- the pea-sized pebbles evidently end up a couple of beaches south.  Very few of the rocks matched the sandstone cliffs, so most of them must have journeyed from faraway places to get here, and gotten all their harsh edges smoothed off. Some of them were wedged into cracks and hollows of the square shore stone -- imagine the waves that lifted them! Between them the sand was superfine. If I'd had a microscope I'd probably have seen miniature round rocks. A few rocks rode home with us. For some reason most of the ones selected looked like something else -- a heart, a piece of wood, a sculpture, an eye. I've never been able to remember the names of many minerals or types of rock, but I know what I like!