Before leaving for the day at the end of the day after our last visit to the woods, Libby and I decided to take a short walk near the pond just to see what there was to see. (That’s easier to do now that so many leaves have fallen from the trees and bushes.)
We strolled over to where we had found a fallen deer last year. All we could find was one bone. The forest has reacquired the deer, as it should be.
I happened to glance down and saw a round shape emerging from the ground. It looked like a particularly large round rock, but we see a lot of possibles like that, that turn out to be only fragments. The more I cleared around the emerging shape, the more round rock was revealed, as you can see above.
We weren’t too far from the truck, so Libby decided to go back to it to fetch a shovel. (I stayed with the rock lest it get away!) With the proper tool in hand, it wasn’t long before I had that round rock, a whole round rock out of the ground, as you can see here:
As you can tell from the scale provided by the shovel, this is an especially big round rock. Most that we find are about the size of a Florida grapefruit. This one was more like a bowling ball, and I began to think it might have been the largest round rock we’d ever found.
There was only one way to test it. The largest round rock we’d found thus far is back at home in suburbia. Obviously, we needed to put this new rock beside the current champ and see who the winner is. Fortunately, Libby had also brought along a bucket I could use to carry the rock all the not-too-far way back to the Prolechariot. So I did, and we took it home, and you see the match up below:
It’s a tie! The one on the left is our new-found round rock; the one on the right is the current champ. The left one is a little less round, and it’s actually sitting on lower ground (though you can’t tell from this photo too well), so it looks as though it is smaller, but it’s about the same. The frogs are for whimsy.
I suspect that there are thousands of round rocks under the ground in our woods. I don’t intend to liberate all of them, but I will get some of them!
- Striped skunks are fattening up for winter.