picking rocks
The landscaper took us to Penny Creek Station today to walk around the quarry and pick out some rocks.
This bad boy was on top of a pile of boulders, and is about six feet tall himself. I like him and I named him George. I hope the landscaper decides he'll come home with us.
6 Comments:
kewl!
oh yea. George or Hal.
nice stone! or is there a technical term?
That is one bigass rock.
It looks like a guy leaning over on his arm. Very cool!
It looks like George is hugging a cat with a pancake on its head.
Nice rock tho.
I like the name, but then again, I'm biased.
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