Post last updated: October 10th, 2018

All my life I have heard about digging to China. I have also heard that if you dig deep enough you will hit rock. In Florida, I have grave doubts about taking on a digging project. Florida sits on limestone and I suspect I would dig myself to China before finding any rocks. Still, I have wanted landscaping rocks in my garden for a long time. I became a homeowner on the Southern Rural Route in the spring of 1989. That’s almost 25 years of rock lust.

My good friend, The Grande Poobah, has tried to satisfy my rock lust over the years. During the 90’s, she had a son living down here in our swamps. On two occasions, she squealed to a stop at my gate, rolled a rock out of the back of the van, and peeled off for South Florida. I became the proud owner of two rocks big enough to see. Unfortunately, the son moved north and that was the end of my rock collection.

my biggest rock, splashed by rain that won't go away
my biggest rock, splashed by rain that won’t go away
My smaller rock, now almost submerged in our sandy soil
my smaller rock, now almost submerged in our sandy soil
kinda looks like an alligator head
should I put googly eyes on it?

I wish The Grande Poobah had put her rocks on a diet before offloading them here. For starters, the big one is too heavy for me to lift so there is no possibility of changing my landscape rock design. Also, for the same reason, it has been slowly sinking into the sand that sits on top of the limestone. My smallest rock has sunk into the sand so much I have no  fear of tripping over it. I have been known to trip over the big one and fall teeth first into the dirt.

Nevertheless, my rock lust continues and I sometimes mention it. Not because I want anyone to DO anything about it. Mostly, it’s just a wistfulness that slips out. However, being my good friend, The Grande Poobah tries valiantly to temper my rock lust even though she no longer makes it this far south when she ventures from home. Her latest effort involved sending some rock seeds through the U.S. Mail.

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rock seeds

As seeds go, they are fairly large ranging in size from a nickel to a dollar coin. To grow Ohio boulders she suggested “Plant rocks just below surface of dirt. Space 20 to 30 feet apart. Water well. No fertilizer needed.” I’ve had a lot of luck planting flower seeds the last few years so I’m going to give these rock seeds a try.

22 thoughts on “ROCK SEEDS”

  1. LOL! I never heard of Rock Seed but why don’t you plant 1 or 2 and see what happens? When Poppie gets cantankerous, just sit him in a rocking chair and tell him to keep an eye on them for signs of sprouting! 🙂 May I be there when you tell him that?
    And yes the Gator needs eyes to watch as well. An orange & blue kerchief for his neck. He could be little Albert! What fun.

    1. I hadn’t heard of rock seeds either but she claimed they would grow into Ohio boulders. Poppie would not likely say or do anything surprising. Like the rest of the family, he thinks I’m crazy and dismisses most of what I do. Sometimes he hollers, though. I gotta save the googly eyes for when somebody new is gonna visit, hee hee.

  2. Rock lust. I love that description. I generally steal large rocks from places I visit: North Carolina, Wisconsin (it’s heart-shaped), and even an old brick from the streets of old Savannah. That last one was probably illegal.

  3. Wow. I never knew rocks were so easy to grow. There are many people here in Tucson that grow rocks in their front yard. They even rake them occasionally to keep them looking nice.

    I have heard that growing rocks can really decrease my water bill – though I enjoy eating my garden wares and I am not sure how palatable Tucson rocks are.

    Best wishes and let us know how the harvest goes!

  4. I’ve been known to go down the dirt road to where the roadscaper tore up a concrete culvert and collect ‘Urban stone’ off the roadside.

    Most of our limestone is underground. In an effort to satisfy my need for stone, He-who-mows dug almost to China and found a stone so large he couldn’t push it out of the hole with the bulldozer so he had to cover it up. I could have cried. I try to be content with the stones he did find by moving them around if I can get them rolling.

    Rocks roll, if you get them rocking. Hand trucks are handy, too.

    1. Nell Jean – I feel so much better knowing I’m not the only one suffering from rock lust. I would have cried, too, if Mr. He-Who-Mows had been unable to get that big rock outta the hole. We’ve got some “urban stone” around here but I like the nicely rounded rocks. I’ll keep that hand truck in mind.

  5. The Poobah appreciates the honor of being mentioned in your blog. I don’t know why you think rock seeds are bogus…I planted sand granules to get those seeds….

  6. Just spent a few minutes strolling thru your blog. I think I have missed some fun. Ok, rock seeds don’t grow quickly in some climates.. they are fickle, cruel unpredictable things. If the rock seed slips out of your pocket and drops, say where you park your car or want to put your lounge chair, it will immediately take hold, send out deep roots and grow to immense size making it impossible to move. However, planted in a border or in a focal spot in your landscape it may sink to oblivion.

    ps. I am going to leave you all my yard rocks in my will. You just have to live longer than me and arrange transportation.

    1. Grande Poobah – You are so right about rocks in a focal spot sinking to oblivion. Those two Ohio rocks you brought me have been “rock lifted” several times. I even have bricks under them trying to hold them near the surface. That’s what happens when you live in a sand trap. Not sure I’ll live longer than you but I appreciate the thought.

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