The beach at Santa Maria di Castellabate had its fair share of rocks. I picked up a few small ones to bring home as reminders of where we've been. That night I thought to myself, oooh, I'll pick up A WHOLE BUNCH and put them in one of my apothecary jars at home...every time I look at them I will think of Italy!
Here is a picture of the rocks I picked up:
The next day I ended up staying home so Princess could nap, and the Mister took the boys to the beach. I told him my plan, and asked him to have the boys pick some pretty rocks for our collection. I showed him the rocks I had chosen, and asked for them to similar in size.
Here are the boulders they brought back:
Okayyyyyyyy....I will work with what I got, I suppose. We were at the beach in Long Island this weekend, so I picked up some small pretty rocks, and mixed those in with the giant boulders.
Here are the apothecary jars that live on the shelf above the tv:
I took the orange stuff out, transferred the blue stuff in, and used the apothecary jar with the widest mouth to put in my Italian rocks.
There is a flaw in my plan, however. The Mister is uncomfortable with so much crap living on a shelf above the preshus television. The Mister will have a cow if I put a container of rocks up there.
Ok...apothecary jar now living on the sideboard under the tv.
Where it has already been molested by little hands. And....its sentimental, but its a wee bit boring.