Actually, that title is slightly misleading. I didn’t really begin to decipher this whole volcanic rhyolite lava thing that’s on the ground in Yellowstone until a couple days after my hike to Fairy Falls last week. It must have been seeing that osprey hovering intently above the Firehole River that set me off to thinking.
Or perhaps it was the dragonfly perched in the pine.
Could it have been the frog nestled in the marsh grass?
It might have been the bison, off in the distance…
Or maybe it was the marsh wren singing in the tree?
This slender blue creature surely had something to do with my “Aha!” moment.
What are these Yellowstone rocks? As I glanced back at Fairy Falls tumbling off the volcanic cliffs, I was determined to discover an answer.