So, i use to travel quite frequently. I truly enjoyed searching the creekbeds for my diamond in the rough, sifting through the sandy banks of the river, and kicking rocks in the field next door. Due to a minor set back, and limited resources I'm stuck at the house. Now the field next to my house i had permission to walk, and that's where I've found most of my arrows. Recently, the field was leased to "The Hunter" who has informed me that he'd appreciate it if I'd stay out of "his" field. Over the years, I've always referred to it as "my" field. Well, turns out money talks, and guess who walks. Its been difficult for me, but i must respect The Hunter's request. So here i am, Positive Patty. Trying to make the best of a not so bad situation. The Hunter may own the field, but guess who owns the woods? I've decided to focus my attention to my own backyard. This old house was built over a hundred years ago. Theres 4 old barns, a chicken coop, and deeper in the woods, there are 2 log cabins. Honestly, im a bit scared to go deep into the woods alone, so ive decided to start at the chicken coop right out back. I started digging around inside the coop, but quickly got ran out by the spiders and rats that were obviously uncomfortable with my presence. Outside the coop i noticed some small pretty rocks ontop the dirt, so i dug beneath them. It seems the deeper i go the bigger and more vibrant these rocks become. I hit what appears to be an old water pipe, looks like made of brick. That's where most of these rocks have settled in. I love rocks, of all kinds. But i know very little about them. And im anxious to learn more. And i found buckets full this morning, and i was hoping someone could tell me more about them. Thank you. That is all.