I came upon this large boulder in a river bed and noticed it "nestling" the tip of a frond from an incense-cedar tree.
I was struck by the incongruity of it and thought it should be photographed.
But then, it could also be the tip broken off a cedar frond blown by the wind to this niche in this granite boulder.
Seemed to me, at the time, like it was a strange part of nature--a huge boulder allowing the frond to quietly dry without dropping into the muck of the river bottom and decaying ignominiously.
It's all in how a person looks at it, I suppose....
And there is more to see:
The eons of harsh abuse and crashing that rounded this former piece of a mountain.
And the tiny lichens that are now turning it into a potential garden.
And the sand, carried by the flood waters, that keeps scouring the lichens down to almost nothing.
There is one more--the dark scar from the latest flood (just below the frond) that proves this great boulder still receives severe pounding.
A lot to see here!
But it is all in how a person looks at it, I suppose...
Just an abstract in nature.
Angky.
PS: One more thing to be seen here in this image is the post processing error I made! Adding a tiny bit of clarity and sharpening to bring up a bit of texture looked fine in the larger image.
Brought to the smaller jpg, I see that the texture overtakes the image.
Something to be seen, and something to be learned, I suppose...