Now that I'm all into hiking, I was looking at pictures of Palo Duro Canyon in the Texas Panhandle. Palo Duro is too intense a hike for lame little me to handle right now, but it's still a looker of a state park. But then I stumbled upon one picture that made me smile:
This picture is proof that my sense of humor is God-given. If I were Giganto Chandler instead of a short little stump of a human being, I'd set large, flat rocks on top of plateaus as well. Then I'd run away quickly and hope that someone would see it, scratch their noggins, and proclaim it to be a wonder of nature. Those things are called "hoodoos", by the way, and I can't imagine coming up with a better name.
Isn't nature amazing?