They've been there as long as I can remember, but perhaps they used to be a little larger. We always called them the "Sitting Rocks" for obvious reasons. They were a perfect place to sit.
around 1965. I took this photo of her and then she took one of me.
Here's another one she took of me standing on more of the rocks closer to the bank.
Everytime I see these rocks I think of my Grandma and the beautiful fall day we took these photos. The rocks have become a sort of special place for my family.
A place we continue to sit at and ponder and take photos.
Who would have thought a few Kentucky Lake rocks could evoke such nostalgia.