Corn. The Indians called it Maize.
Bow and Arrow mobile home park. For real. I'm not making this up. This was taken from a mound.
She's touching it! She's touching it! Annika's touching the canoe!!!!!
Here is an unfinished boat or canoe or something. I forgot what the sign said.
Mini-mound! Or wee-mound. Or just a small pile of dirt. No, not mound-like at all. And get off before you ruin your shoes!!
Mushroom mound.
Pretty interesting.
I'm closing my eyes and trying *real hard* to imagine like the sign said. Nope. Don't see it. You'll have to recreate the entire civilization for me. I'm more of a "visual" person.
Yeah, its as long as it looks. Whew.

This is the ditch that goes around the entire area. The picture here is of the widest area and I wanted to run up and down the hills, but the sign said no.
And he kicks ass too. Sandy/Simba's ass to be specific. Go get him, Tiger! (I'm not naming him Tiger. That was just to be funny. Laugh now.)
Dixie is on patrol. Any kittens in her way? There better not be.
Awwwww....... there he is. They've all moved to the basement stairs. He's curling up with the other cat-who-has-no-name. Or home. Someone take him, please.
Hot. No breeze. Humid. I'm staying in the shade!
Gareth takes over the grill. The whole kitchen for that matter. Good thing he can cook!
We bought everyone a hat at the "Bi-Lo". They were $3 a piece, and I tried to haggle for $2 each. It didn't work. It never does.....
They love to play now, and they're starting to "fight" each other.
I set food out so they could learn how to eat. They don't quite have the hang of it yet.
.....watch out gnats!