I live beside a "clay pit" or mine. It has grown quite a bit since it started but it is only a three man operation. It was only about a third this size when I moved in 30 years ago. This whole area is clay. The red clay that factories love to make brick out of. They are relatively quiet neighbours.
There is a bulldozer and an excavator down there. I believe that the same man who runs these also takes the load in a large transport to the bricking factories. If you were to walk straight through the pit and up the hill in the back you run into my back yard.
There has always been ponds in the pit but they have moved around over time. There was a bigger pond and lots of flooding in the winter which froze and family and friends would skate down there. There was no one around and no operation in the winter in the first 20 years. Now it is all year.
Love Cat Tails! Or Bulrushes, whatever you wish to call them. There are so many prints and scat down by the pond. Deer, turkey, raccoon and coyotes prints that I could see. There were Turkey Vultures flying over head that have been coming back to this area ever since I moved here. Offspring of offspring I imagine.