At last, at last, I've had the opportunity to visit the Gooding City of Rocks and the nearby Little City of Rocks in south-central Idaho, both very different from the Silent City of Rocks farther east at the southern edge of the state. These are not the famous climbing pillars, the ancient granite batholith samples poking upward into the sky. These rocks are innumerable basalt fingers, all made of layers of what appears once to have been very liquid lava. Some sport mouths; most are covered with an astounding array of lichens; many support lovely gardens both on and surrounding them. We see rounded, curving shapes here, not the expected angular, rather severe columns so familiar from the edges of our region's many lava flows.