Day 147/365 - All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiousity ....

Day 147/365 - All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiousity ....
Originally uploaded by ...Brian

I was curious as to what is at the end of the road from the BJs so I drove down there, a windy road lined with hay bales and it led to this. I large open area with pile and piles of dirt and rock. I guess they are excavating or process rock back there not quite sure, there were plenty of big machines to do the dirty work.

Cool shot because there is no frame of reference for size. The rocks sliding down the hill ahead could be car sized boulders for all the viewer knows, perhaps they are.....

..All we do, crumbles to the ground though we refuse to see, dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind...