Rocks in a Box

I love rocks. If I were a psychic, I would be the kind who reads crystals. Rocks can absorb negative energy, I hear. You just have to find the right rock.

These rocks came from a touristy gift shop in Key West, Florida. I picked each one from a cart of thousands thinking I would wire-wrap them into pendants. I might still do that, but for now they are on display in this raku box I made in a ceramics class long ago. They seem at peace here.