On Veteran’s Day we visited Indian Rocks up on the Blue Ridge Parkway. The sky was so blue, but it was dark in the area with the huge boulders.
There were shadows everywhere. MY imagination went crazy as we walked through the area.
I teased Buddy and called him Chief Foxfire on the way to a pow wow.
I can just see all the tribal elders seated in a circular fashion in this area
that makes me think of a rock filled amphitheater.
This would have made a great place for the children to play Hide and Seek.
A centinal post???
The War God Is Watching You
And So Is the One Eyed God
Why do we always have to have the graffiti?
This rock formation makes me think of a sculpture
depicting a mother consoling her child.
depicting a mother consoling her child.
More graffiti...why???
Here I am, Princess Baga, taking another rest. I take a lot of these now when we are out hiking around and about. The view up through the trees was drop dead gorgeous, and the rock was cold as ice. My hat is an on 40’s styled one handmade in Seattle where my middle son works. It is wool and is lined with a thin fleece...one of my treasures. Yes, it is red! I LOVE red!
"Keep close to Nature's heart... and break clear away, once in a while, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods.
Wash your spirit clean.”
~John Muir
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