At the time, I was trying to capture the impressive cross-bedded sandstone outcrop, not the precariously perched pine tree. Those are some really nice rocks!
The tree, however, is equally impressive, as it hangs out on the edge of the sandstone ledge.
Long ago, and far out on the mountain... on a bastion of rock at the edge of a precipice, a White Pine seed sprouted out of a crack in the sandstone ledge. What fateful event dropped it there? A gust of wind up through the fissure? Dropped by a careless squirrel?
Whatever the cause of the seed's deposition, the spot it landed had the right conditions for germination and for the seedling to take a hold and grow.
Water is a little scarce sometimes on this island of rock. Soil is even scarcer. Life would be a whole lot better for the tree, had its seed landed at the bottom of the precipice.
Well done, pine tree!
Then along came a naturalist and his boys, and appreciated the tenacious tree, and tried to capture (on camera) the lesson from the tree's story to share with the world.