|Where am I? what's all that weird orange rock?! maybe I was out too long.|
It was a land of strange and eerie rock creatures – hundreds of them!
|Those in the prime of life were spooky ...|
|... but the old and dying evoked sympathy. Though made of rock, their lives are short.|
|Where on Google Earth? Click on image to see hordes of rock creatures southeast of parking lot.|
(music – Ghosts in the Kitchen, © Poorpersons Enterprises 2003)