Bricks

The barn that the cow and calf from the last post are at isn't somewhere I get to very often.

The previous owner had dumped a load of bricks in the shed part, I think to help keep hay off the ground. 

I found a very interesting hand made brick there.  Do you see what I see?

How about if I put it this way?  I went back and looked more and found...

lots of broken ones.  Don't you just love them? 

I need to find a really cool way to display them now.  

I set up a line of them in front of the wood stove.  You see them as soon as you come out of the garage door.  Joe said they were creepy.  He thought they looked like something a native on Gilligan's Island might have used to ward off evil spirits.  

I like all of the different expressions.  Angry or confused, I don't know which.  

defiantly happy, 

 maybe a little scared.   Any ideas what to do with them?