Bill Wright,
Love your commentary. Hope you keep up the contributions!
Tommy,
Ok...perhaps it's late, or perhaps the Samuel Adams Winter Lager is taking it's toll, or perhaps it's a flashback from the 70s, but the more I look at that bunker the more I like it.
This is probably getting much too esoteric, but it's starting to remind me of a candle burning down, and oozing out on the front left some type of molten lava, which probably caused the initial erosion on the greenside slope. If left unchecked, it will probably continue rolling along on a path of destruction, causing fires of vegatation in its path, until it cools, hardens, and perhaps spills dying into little rivulets of sand that extinguish themselves on the dewy grass.
And Rich Goodale says this isn't art.
I think BarnyF would enjoy the subtlety of the natural flow, perhaps finding some analogy in either Irish Poetry or the understated lyrics of Barry Manilow.