Conkles Hollow is a separate small nature preserve belonging to Hocking Hills State Park, featuring two very different trails. These are like two (very) different aspects of the same person.
One leads inside a deep and narrow gorge, and is as wild as it gets. Violence and darkness abound.
The other trail leads up and around, with views of the cliff faces.
During late winter/early spring, this becomes a study in black, white, and green. This is peace and serenity.
Here, the trees seem to mirror the dramatic dance of the rocks below like dreams, occasionally joined by a counterpoint in red.
Is this just one place?