The history books tell us that in the late 1800s the Black Hills of the Dakota Territory were subject to an influx of prospectors looking for gold. This dramatically changed that area forever, as towns sprung up in the wilderness and the native inhabitants were pushed out. Some were brought to great heights while others received only sorrow. All because it was decided that a particular mineral within those hills was highly valuable. Having now seen that land myself, I'd venture to say that what was left behind in those rocks retains it's own particular value.
Among the many pictures I took while in the Black Hills are these close-ups of rock formations. Some have moss growing on them, others do not; some are rough, others are smooth. The colors within them range from green and a soft blue-grey to orange and pink. Looking at them, I was awed at the variation and beauty of the natural world.
Maybe these photos will be the jumping off point for an art project. Maybe I'll pull colors from them for a re-design of one of our rooms. Who knows? I only know that, as far as I'm concerned, there's still gold in the Black Hills.
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