I always bring back a rock from a new place I've visited, write the name of the place on it and place it in a jar on my shelf. It's a fun thing to do to look for the perfect rock, doesn't cost anything or take up much space. Once some movers broke my jar and I didn't find out until after they had left. I almost started crying when I saw the rocks stuffed into a vase and the jar no where in sight. It was heartbreaking but luckily, I don't think any rocks were missing. Next time, I'm carrying the jar myself.


