We’d gone up to explore the ridge in back of where we’re staying…
There are some old quarries up there, one was like a great outdoor room.
Against the back wall was a huge rock.
A perfect place to place a grandson.
Down he came, and off we went.
Here the ground is damp, and ferns thrive.
One fern, framed by cracks in the rock, stood out.
I love this species of fern. I’ve never seen a fern that unfolds quite this way.
I like to think that these cracks in the rock look like a stylized Mount Fuji.