THE ROCK

I know, it's only a rock.

For some reason I am fascinated by large rocks.

This one is about the size of a small car.  It is down

the road from the house about one quarter of a mile.

And, of course, on the same property there are other

rocks even larger, but only jutting out of the ground.

Here at the house we do not have any that large

but only about the size of wheel borrow or even

a fifty pound sack of feed.

But of further interest to my self is the size of the

rocks over at my "hide away".  This is possibly 

about twenty five miles, the way a crow would fly,

from here.  Over there after wondering around 

the patch of woods for years I finally found a rock

large enough that I could not pick up with one 

hand.

However, over there are sea shell fossils just laying

all over the ground.  I have picked up dozens of the 

fossils with out any digging what ever.  And this 

is at an elevation of about two thousand feet above

sea level and about six hundred miles from the 

nearest ocean.

I confess, I get a great deal of satisfaction owning

a small piece of property with proof on it that the

deluge or Noah's flood mentioned in the Holy Bible

is true.