My bookshelf is beginning to resemble something hidden in the backroom of a museum. Sedimentary rocks kept from crumbling on my floor lie in baggies. None are particularly attractive. They simply will be informative if I ever put them side by side to learn the differences in the different sediments in this area.
My camera doesn’t like any of them. I fantasize about the silicon chip rebelling at such ugly dates and give it nicer silicon oxide to look at.
White colored quartz is common in the arroyos, usually as pebbles, but sometimes in larger hunks. But more aesthetically pleasing are the small, broken ones with exposed facets that capture light.
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