This is a familiar site in my town. And I don’t live in Arizona or Colorado.This is Cary, North Carolina: lots of clay and deep blue skies.
And home to many bulldozers.
Upon first glance, it looks like a mountain. I’ve never been to Mount Rushmore, but I think there’s a strangle resemblance.
Here is Mount Rushmore:
And here is Cary Mountain: Instead of rock (and presidents), we have clay. Seems almost as tough.
It’s been clawed by a giant bulldozers, yet it stands tall and proud.One day soon, this hill will be gone and a road will appear.
One claw at a time.