This rock, more than a stone but not a boulder, in Embudo Canyon in the Albuquerque foothills, has been moved onto the trail, by something other than wind, water or wishes.
It appears to have been lifted from a nearby mound of dirt. Where the rock used to be, on the mound, is a small hole that matches it’s size perfectly.
” Let’s move it back, ” Alex laughs.
If we move the rock back will some cosmic order be disturbed? Has moving rocks become against the law in an open space monitored by cameras and posted signs? Maybe the rock likes it here closer to the trail and doesn’t want to go back to where it was?
We keep walking quickly through this crime scene.
This situation has man’s fingerprints all over it and I’m not feeling an overwhelming need to put things right based on the sketchy information I have
I am used to living with things out of normal.
Not wanting to get involved is a perfectly normal thing to do these days.
One thing is for sure – this guy didn’t crawl here under his own steam.