What if we could read the landscape like a book, if words and the land were parallel ways of knowing? 
What if we could read the story of the earth by feel, read its bumps and ridges like monumental braille upon the surface of the world?

These raised areas of land tell us stories of glaciers advancing and retreating, of freezing and thawing, of accumulation and erosion, of the long and slow passage of geologic time.

Geologic stories are written on the land like braille on a page. They provide physical evidence of what we cannot see. By reading these bumps on the earth’s surface, we, like the blind, can know through feel, through physical presence, the stories that are hidden from view but that shaped the world we inhabit each day.