Driving out of Phoenix on my way to St. Louis, I passed through the Petrified Forrest National Monument, I think. Or maybe not, but there was this road stop where this old guy was selling pieces of petrified wood and he had this lot filled with all kinds of crap, some of which were these mannequins set up to flag down passing motorists, I guess. Anyway, I stopped, stretched my legs a little and shot these pictures (among others) and, yes, I did buy some petrified wood.
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