It was glowing. Sometimes the "life" in a thing just grabs you. That's what these rocks did, the green in these rocks, that is.
Over the years I've paid some attention to color, so I'm sure I've seen this shade of green before. But as we first caught sight of the frozen stone faces of Smith Rock (Central Oregon), it sprang forth and grabbed me by the heart.
I'm letting myself melt into the wonder of this sacred place knowing that all other Things I get to do today are now insignificant.