Salamander Rock

My first visit to the ancient gathering place . . .

Can you see why the kids named it Salamander Rock?  It's a side view of a head--slightly open mouth, nostril near the top.

Hisss!  I don't care if you're trying to find the best angle of that stone--get away from my nest!

Our picnic

 The view from our picnic on the salamander's head

An unwelcome visitor 

 Rebecca crossed carefully through the icy water rather than make a second journey over the scary log.

I don't get it--looks plenty wide to me!  To each her own, I guess . . .

 

 Dan taught Becca to skip stones.  (She managed a few.)