Friday, March 13, 2009

Gardens of Stone

Gardens of Stone is the name of the national park in this area and I agree with a comment Julie made the other day ... a superb name. The stones are massive, compare with the horse you can see in this picture.

How happy is the litte stone by Emily Dickinson
"How happy is the little Stone
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn't care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears --
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity"


  1. I love rocks! What a fantastic spot this is!

  2. I would be happy to be a little person wandering severally or singularly amongst these rocks.

    They are gargantuan in comparison with the horse: I had to search for the horse.

  3. The horse truly puts things into perspective, otherwise they look like toadstools. The mind can play tricks...