This thing looked so incongruous here...like part of a rocket ready to take off...and you look up at the tower on this quiet hill...and think when you see all the cell phone relay antennas, how many people, how many conversations are going on?..maybe this hill is haunted like some people say?....maybe there's a lot of things still going on here at a different time that we can't see...or have moved past...or be part of...what is time?