On Mel Waters’s property near Ellensburg, Washington, lies a peculiar anomaly—a hole that defies conventional explanation. At first glance, it appears to be an ordinary well, but closer inspection reveals its unique nature. This hole has been used by Mel and previous property owners as a dumping ground for various discarded items, from household garbage to old tires.
Over the years, the hole has accumulated a diverse array of objects, each reflecting the passage of time and the changing ownership of the land. “It’s as if the hole itself has become a repository of history,” silently witnessing the lives and activities of those who have lived there. Despite being a simple trash dump, the hole has fascinated locals and visitors alike.
Speculations about its depth and the mysteries it might hold have captivated imaginations. Some are drawn to its strangeness, unable to resist peering into its murky depths. For Mel and others, the hole is a tangible reminder of time’s passage and the transient nature of human existence, embodying the marks we leave on the world, both intentional and inadvertent.
