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A single rock worth capturing, ima go! It looks like a skull.
Yeah, it has that sort of face or skull-like look to it. I’ve long thought the top looked somewhat similar to a mushroom cap.
I grew up just down the road and we use to call this Witches rock. As kids we would spook each other out at night and try to run past the rock as fast as we could. Thanks for posting this…feeling homesick now 😉