My mum and dad came upon these rocks on the back side of the farm today, there were nearly twenty metates ground into them probably over the course of the millennia that Native Californians lived on this land. There is a special energy here, it is strong and connects one to the earth and it’s very humbling to even have the opportunity to experience it. It serves as a powerful reminder that this place isn’t ours, we are just caretakers. We are simply passing through in the whole scheme of things. And at the very least we owe it to those who came before us and to those still to come to protect and preserve what’s already been here forever. I think of the people who lived here before and what a gentle existence they must have had. They knew how to treat the earth. We have to get a handle on how we’re treating it now.