how was it?, some hundreds of years ago…? and that's a guess…how was it that they rolled or slid, broken loose from the granite breast to form this configuration here on this Hill? it happened no where else. Behind them is the even much larger form of the Grandmother Rock, that one that's larger than a volkswagon beetle. How? What might the story be? There IS a story. Today i stayed with this, through all the gate making, the kids, the give and take of human endeavor, i was in the middle of all that, but i was more, here. With these forms. In the morning, i'll go again and sit.
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