Rocks

Bethannie went rock picking today (if we were next to the sea it would be mussels or welks, but alas here in Ottawa it's rocks). Two pair of jeans, wellies washed three times and that was her done. I have left her right now with a bucket of soapy water because she wants to get them all shiny and sparkly. Although I do admit some of them are beautiful, quite a few river stones that I think have been left by the builder.