Last week, my guy and I picked up a friend in Elberton and went to see them. It was a weekday afternoon, but several cars were there. I guess they're more popular than I expected.
Anyway, they're big slabs of granite set up in the corner of a pasture. The big thing is no one knows who set them up. A Mr. R.C. Christian came to one of the granite men in Elberton (Elberton, in case you didn't know, calls itself the granite center of the world because of all the granite quarries there) and commissioned the project. They're inscribed in Hindu, Spanish, Chinese, Greek, Russian, English, and a couple more languages I can't recall. The writing exhorts us to go green and watch our population--maybe not in those exact words--and do several more sensible things. Not that it'll make a difference, but hey! Someone's got to tell us what to do!
Here's what they look like.
Oh, and on the way to Elberton, we pass through the cutest little town. It always reminds me of one of those places in old cowboy movies where the horses get tied to the hitching posts in front of the stores. This is Carlton, GA.
