Let me rephrase that. Why DO big rocks rock?
The Mate and I just spent two days looking at and clambering around on the big rocks of Joshua Tree. (“Clambering”–what a great word!) We’re still feeling high. And I’m trying to figure out why.
Is it because big rocks erupting out of the earth make us wonder what else is under our feet?
Is it because their whimsical shapes and configurations make us think about geologic time, or God?
Or let our imaginations romp to giants stacking their toy blocks?
Maybe they’re just pretty, especially in spring.
But my favorite theory? Big ol’ rocks bring out the lil’ kid in all of us.
What do you think?
Wing's World 
Great pictures, Gretchen. I have a friend who is leaving this Sunday for the through hiking trail called the Pacific crest Trail. I think she may end up going through Joshua tree. So any pictures are well welcomed.
Lucky friend! J-Tree isn’t on the trail, but it’s not very far if she’s willing to do a little detour. I assume she’s hiking north? Hope she knows what she’s doing better than the woman who wrote “Wild.” 🙂
How gorgeous. It’s like entering another world, and leaving all cares behind. Sigh of longing.
That’s how I feel, and it’s my life! 🙂
😀