Hop, Hop. Step Up. And Down. Feels like a Play. Granite on the right. And on the left. And just in front. Around the Corner. All Boulders... How did they come Here? Geologists tell us the story. These Boulders are break away parts of cliffs. The cliffs that rise high above The Tarn. And have been exposed to harsh weathering. At some point in their past, they fractured. Letting pieces of their bodies tumble down... Crashing. Pushing. Bumping on others already there. And, in the process, creating the Place... Where cedars, spruces, mosses, ferns, lichens... in holes, cracks, nooks... squeezed, secluded, shadowed... find perfect spaces to thrive...
