Fred is a river rock that I found one Sunday afternoon when we went for a family drive and stopped beside a country creek. I found Fred and he made no protest when I picked him up and took him back to the car with me.
My sister had been married just weeks before, which meant that I no longer had to share a bedroom. To celebrate I had nagged my parents into allowing my brother to paint what was now my bedroom. In a day, the room had gone from a mix of pink, blue and yellow to white and orange. What paint was left over, I used on Fred. I can only add that Fred looked good as an orange rock, it brought out his best features.
“There you go, Fred. Home Sweet Home.” I said to Fred, placing Fred atop of a pile of books in the middle of my freshly decorated room.
Now, don’t get all silly on me and think that I imagine full conversations with Fred. In all our years together, I was thirteen when I found Fred and I am fifty-three now, so that means forty years, Fred has never once spoken to me, and I know he never will. Fred is after all a river rock. However, I can speak to Fred if such is my want, and it is – frequently.
It is one of the better relationships in my life
As an old rock hound, I TOTALLY get what you’re saying. I have astounded the friends who’ve helped me move.
“Whaddya have IN here, rocks?”
~sheepishly~ “Well, yes.”
What, no pictures of Fred?!?
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Picture now added just for you – Fred seems to be reverting back to his natural state!
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He is a very pretty rock!
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He sounds like the perfect companion.
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Well, the mood I am in today, he is preferable to Mr FD, who has given me his cold!
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cool. {waves hi to Fred}
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He is quiet … and as wise as the earth is old!
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Well, I guess you really did have a “pet” rock. 😛 Like the tortiose, it’s outlives you.
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Fred sounds like a good-natured and patient fellow. I have my own Mr. Owl, with whom I have occasional conversations, usually when I accidentally knock him over with the groceries. I have a terrible guilt complex, as you can probably tell! He gets apologies and a pet on his little stone head.
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Ah wonderful. A conversation partner that doesn’t contradict. What more do you want? 😉
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