Since we've been here we've passed by these 'monuments' several times. In large open fields there will be 15 of them. This one is behind our church. We thought they were rocks and were feeling sorry for the farmers that had to move these rocks to open up farm ground. Well, they are not rocks - they are ant hills. Al was much braver then I would ever be, he got up close enough to touch it and said they are as solid as they can be. That is one ant hill I wouldn't want to stomp on or try to knock over!
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