Just south of Mt. Pleasant off of Hwy 271, down FM 3417 a bit, there’s a great big pile of dirt I pass almost every day and have no idea how it got there or why. It started out a baby pile of dirt, barely noticeable, not bothering anybody, and has transformed into a teenage juggernaut intent on showing this world just who’s boss.
Way on the other side of the dirt pile, just barely in view, I can…