I walked along the edge of the Puget Sound yesterday with my grandchildren. The sand was dotted with gardens of smooth stones, just waiting to be picked. Can there be such a thing as a garden of stones? Oh, yes! For me there can be, for my love affair with stones is nearly as strong as my love for all things flora. The colors of this garden were equally inviting... shades of creams and glistening white, ebony, jade and burgundy. Carefully I picked my "keepers" as I walked along with my grandchildren until I had collected a handful of delightful reminders of my walk on this soothing beach, beach that begs me to stay. But alas today I must leave and return to my home far away, leaving behind my beloved little ones, and the beautiful gardens of stones. I must come visit again!