There are two forests near by where I run and bike and both have an old, broken down car.

Both have been filled with rocks.

But sometimes the rocks are in the car and other times the rocks are outside the car.

You see we have mysterious forces at work in the woods that not only move these rocks in and out of the cars, but also leave small pumpkins nestled in trees and stumps along the trails every November.

Its fun living near not one, but two enchanted forests.