Yandilla is not really place at all. The speed limit doesn't drop when you do through it. There is no gas station, no general store, no post office...nothing. There are a few scattered houses and a very small church.
Around the church is a small cemetery. Naturally we stopped.
On the edge of these winter-barren fields we find carefully constructed memorials to those long dead.
Even the very young are remembered here.
The site is well over 100 years old and the small church presently here is very pointy with a steep roof.
Across the road from the church are a couple grain storage silos that share a common roof.
It has a very stone henge-y kind of look. The sun shining between them seems to put out a welcome mat to invite you in. It is an odd structure standing in the afternoon sun. Perhaps this is how stonehenge started?
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