If you’ve visited me here in the Bogs lately, you know I decided to participate in a river of stones. For the past sixteen days I have been dropping my own small stones into the river. Each one has taught me a little something. Sometimes it’s a little something I can put into words. Sometimes it’s a little something that has no words. One can be shared with you. The other, well, will either be absorbed without words in which to share it or will wait until those words come to me.