Monument of Whimsy
Next to my dog training building, there is a vacant lot. On the other side of the vacant lot, there is a crematorium (because that's what you need together--cremation and dog training--one stop shopping). The vacant lot, which has a for sale sign on it, has lately been home to lots (by lots I mean more than thirty) of large (by large I mean five hundred pounds or more) boulders. The number of boulders increases and decreases and they move around. We have ongoing theories about these boulders (the husband of one of my partners told his teenaged daughter that there was a pile of ashes under each one from the crematorium).
In the last week or so the boulders have been joined by mounds of dirt. Today when I was out there one of the boulders was on top of one of the mounds of dirt.
Maybe they move themselves.