The
slickrock canyon curves steeply up, an ancient serpent
cutting its form into a sand dune now turned to stone.
Sheer walls of cross-bedded sandstone stand as guardians.
I enter the canyon and am home. Slickrock is my foundation,
my ceiling the azure sky.
Today
I hike alone so that I can give my complete attention
to the land. I have no agenda. Just being in the landscape
satisfies me. Anything else is just frosting on the
cake of life. My first gift is at my feet. A small potsherd,
black-on-gray, lies nestled in the sandy arroyo. Without
picking it up I stand and turn a slow circle, loooking
all around me. I am once again reminded that I am not
alone, that I am walking in country that’s been
lived in for a very long time. It’s a feeling
you wear like a favorite flannel shirt.
Several
hours later and miles into the country, tired and gritty,
I turn the last corner in the canyon. A sandstone ramp
angles sharply up to the right. It appears broad enough
to walk on. My feet are leery. My body whines, “Stay
low, it’s easier,” but something stronger,
more intuitive says, “Go this way.” I have
learned to listen when serendipity calls...
—From
Chapter One of “Stone Wonder” by Bruce Hucko
Stone
Wonder
Bruce Hucko
32 pages with 30 color images. 9”x9”
ISBN 1-58071-002-6
$5.95 
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