Chitter and Chatter spent their spring break at Deer Camp with The Deer Hunter and Papaw Tony. See what Chatter brought back for me-a little heart of stone. She found it where we usually look for crystals in the red Georgia clay.
The first time I remember seeing a heart shaped rock-was when the girls were about 8 or 9. We were camping at Rattler’s Ford near Robbinsville, NC. All the kids were playing in the creek with the Mom’s watching from the bank. One Mother found the little heart shaped rock above and gave it to Chitter. I’ve written before about how much the girls love rocks-having the heart rock made Chitter feel like a Queen. Of course she waited till we got back to the huge gravel parking lot to loose it-the first of many times spent re-finding the heart shaped rock.
After Chitter was given the first heart rock-it seemed every where we looked we seen other heart rocks. Chatter found the one above in our creek-it has a perfect little heart imprinted on it-like someone stamped it with a cookie cutter.
And who could forget the heart rock that resides inside the Three Indian Princesses summer camp at the creek.
One of my favorite hearts of stone isn’t a rock-it’s a song. Paul wrote Your Little Heart Of Stone. It has such an infectious tune-it’s one of those songs that gets into your head and goes round and round. Give it a listen and see if you agree.
Hope you liked the song. If you’d like to see more heart shaped rocks check out this Flickr group.
Have you ever seen a little heart of stone?
Tipper
Love the heart shaped rocks and your stories about them. Also really enjoyed Pap and Paul playing … but you already know they’re my favorites. Tell Paul I thank him so much for writing a song that really touched MY heart. Just beautiful. xxoo
I have a heart stone that I’ve kept for about 30 years.
Geez, I feel old.
Anyway, I love looking at rock, but don’t get time to.
Cute little song, too!
I too love heart rocks. Since I started collecting them a few years ago my kids seem to find them for me all the time.
Those are certainly wonderful! I am amazed with heart shaped rocks.
I have a little heart stone too, Tipper. There is something about them that jsut makes us want to keep them, isn’t there?
Nice song! As usual 🙂
How cool!
I’ve loved rocks all my life. I have lots of rocks in my collection. Rocks just seem to talk to me. They draw my attention and I bring them home with me.
I have a jar or two of rocks left the remainder I have put in the woods around my house or in the flower bed.
Truth is I still collect rocks, but don’t tell anybody. I’m a little old for that.
until now I have never seen a heart shaped stone or rock, these are fantastic. I did shudder a little when I read Rattlers Ford. I am thinking at some times, that was a ford to cross a creek before bridges were invented. and there must have been a lot of rattlers. when I read/hear names of places i always wonder how they came by the name. we have lots of indian names here in Florida but no heart shapped rocks.
I enjoyed that song very, very much. Their sound is wonderful. And the heart-shaped rocks. The one in the stream is really amazing. It’s interesting how kids respond to rocks. My daughter’s rock collection is an amazing collection of I don’t know what, but she loves them all.
(Thanks for your kind comment on my blog, friend.)
Hey Tipper: Your photos are great. I NEVER knew about heart stones. Now I feel such a great NEED to have a heart stone to place in my special “River of Time” in my gardens! In the dry riverbed I have placed MANY stones which mark events through time and ESPECIALLY EVENTS AS RELATED to my life. I have shared the design/details with many a friend touring my gardens. Once I shared it with a mommie from Salt Lake City – whom my dear neighbor had sent over ‘to see my gardens’during her visit. Before I knew it the mommie was in tears and I apoligized – as I did not know of her sorrow! I never ask, but I’ll bet my dear neighbor KNEW THAT I WOULD SHARE MY SAD STORY with the mommie. Collecting my composer, I told the mommie I would gather seeds for her to take back to Salt Lake City and plant. When the flowers bloomed she could remember our special moment. I NEVER HEARD FROM THE MOMMIE!!!
Eva Nell
I love weird rocks but haven’t found any heart-shaped one. I did find a flattish rock with a hole in the middle — and it turned into the Looker Stone in my book OLD WOUNDS.
Those small stones are pretty cool. It really makes you wonder how special those amazing pieces can be.
Tipper: Cool story about the rocks. I really like the bigger stone with the rock marking. The guys sounded great on the song.