One day while walking through a park with my husband, we spotted a painted rock on the side of the trail. We marveled that someone would create a little work of art, and leave it in the park for the elements to batter or a random admirer to take it home.
Later, I learned about 719 Rocks! I was intrigued by the idea of people putting their creativity, heart, and time into projects that they simply gave away. Not knowing where they might end up. Most likely, never learning where their little works of art went.
When I saw painted rocks around town, they made me happy. They made me think. People talk about random acts of kindness. The painted rocks are gifts of the heart thrown out into the universe, not knowing where they may land, hoping they bring a smile to a child, or hope to someone who is struggling. People regularly post on the Facebook site that finding a rock helped them turn around a difficult day.
I talked the grandkids into painting rocks with me. We set some out at random. Two have appeared on the Facebook page. One traveled from Old Colorado City to a downtown park. I am totally hooked, and have my rocks and paint on a table in the family room. My husband scoffed at first, then insisted he needed the tiny blue and yellow minion I painted for his desk.
A recent magazine article explains the groups mission here. The group made the local newspaper here.
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