This is the big rock in my grandmother's pasture. It's about 10 feet tall - and probably about the same in width and area. I first remember going to see it as a small child. I then went for many years without walking down to it (the pasture has not been a pasture for a number of years, but we still refer to it as the pasture). It's a great place to go and think, rest, and meditate .... or all of the above. Brer Rabbit had his laughing place - and felt everyone else should had one. I have my thinking place - and believe everyone should have one, too.