I bought these fun, romantic heart rocks off of eBay a few weeks ago, and when they came in the mail, I was excited. Until I saw how crushed the box was...but here was what was inside...
Crushed box
I had bought 50 + naturally heart shaped rocks for 25.00 ( w/ free shipping ). Free shipping was THROWING them in a box too flimsy from Arizona to South Carolina.
But, most arrived OK.
Here they are. I had no idea what I was going to do with them anyway, put them in the garden ? In a bowl or planter ?
Then I looked over at the big vintage wooden Mexican platter and laid them inside. I had to take Maxine's leash out , but she did not notice as she was busy on squirrel patrol.
There she is , the intimidator.
That's my cute new hummingbird hanger w/ basket .
Will be pretty soon, or prettier, I think it is pretty now.
I started picking up all the rocks, feeling the smoothness, and thinking about how certain heart rocks reminded me of some people that I have loved , do love. This little white one is possibly my favorite.
Here was a large, heavy one. I was considering the weight of the love I have felt before for people, and then considering who this one symbolized to me.
I looked at the large tray of heart rocks, and wondered if I had loved, truly loved that many people before in my life ? At first I thought no , not in a romantic sense...then they would only be able to fit in the palm of my hand. But when I considered my family, some of my children's friends that practically lived with us all the school years ( or ate us out of house and home, cried over lost loves over my kitchen table , sleep overs, etc. ), then I could see that I have loved that many people.
Some smaller ones I put in this shell.
Rosie@Leavesnbloom told me she thought my little back porch looked like a magpie feathering her nest with found objects.
How true, I smiled when she wrote me that comment.
Forgot that I threw out the other broken heart rocks, but I kept this one.
I put it together in my hands sometimes . I have left it to the side, by the whole heart rocks to remind me to try not to break a heart, or to remind me of when I have had a broken heart.
To see the delicacy of a heart.
To see the delicacy of a heart.
I know that God can mend broken hearts , it may not even always be in this lifetime...but eventually He can if we allow him to. I also believe they are the hardest body part to ever mend.
We all need to treat them , our own and other people's, with extreme care.
Psalm 34:18 The LORD is near to the brokenhearted And saves those who are crushed in spirit. ( thanks Rosie ! )
A neat little tole heart frame that I leaned over here for now.
So this is what I see now, when I walk out on my porch to go to my garden.
I know that my back area here is ' too busy ' looking. That's alright with me for now. It is my outside nest.
It is raining cats and dogs here,
thunderstorms all day so far,
Bless you,
Gina
" For the righteous God tests the hearts and minds. My defense is of God, who saves the upright in heart. " Psalm 7:9-10