From a secluded pond in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, the Lady's hand emerged gripping a rusty sword. His backpack lazing nearby, he cast a stone, skipping over the water, spreading its rings and the frog leaped into the pond...Plop! The long path home was also telling. Trees stood tall as sentinels, bushes swayed and flowers bowed as this "necessary angel of earth" passed by.

Who's Emerging From The Pond