These mysterious structures were built millions of years ago, perhaps, by ancient suburbanites of this locale. The local legends speak of something referred to only as “weenie-roasts.” What actually took place here, what purpose these small monolithic structures served, what happened to the forgotten tribes that used them for some long lost purpose… well, we may never know the true story. We are left with conjecture and imagination. Could this be the representation of an ancient spacecraft that landed here before recorded time? Or it is an igloo precursor, hewn from stone by long-lost technology? Or some sort of communication device? Or an early sauna? Or the beehive of the gods???
Song of the day: Theme from the X Files
Song of the day: Lyle Lovett, Summer Wind
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another day full of sun. Hit 93 in the afternoon. Little movement by local phenology, or phenologists. Thunderstorm passing north of Maplewood in the early morning shed some dramatic lightning bolts, but what rain there was was over there.
Song of the day: John Mellencamp, Crumblin’ Down
Yesterday’s Phenology: Another perfect day, partly sunny, with a high of maybe 70? A tad breezy, but just plain nice, really. Went to the dogpark, saw many dogs, including a deerhound that looked like a bit of a cross between a borzoi and an Irish Wolfhound. Saw a kingfisher kingfishing, and perhaps some mature redstarts flitting about in the trees.
Song of the day: Mississippi John Hurt, Monday Morning Blues