Origin Story - Feb. 9, 2026

Gary Hunter
13 minutes ago
1 min read

realize that stone you’ve picked up

was born of the scrapple of the earth -

dust, dead plants, bits and fragments,

matter hard and soft - squeezed solid

for a million years, pushed and twisted

for a million more, till it broke away

then worn by wind and water and

kicked around by fate, became

the warm interesting nugget

in the cup of your hand

if that’s the story of a pebble,

it makes me want to

grab something hot to drink

get comfortable in front of a fire,

and listen to the tale

yours would tell

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