The headquarters of the Audubon Naturalist Society is a small slice of heaven for nature lovers.

Instead of solid circles, the stoplights in this northern Icelandic town have glowing red hearts.

When you visit his grave, be sure to rub the Great Emancipator's nose for good luck.

Once the site of a 12-century monastery, this tiny island is now home to only five permanent residents.

The only land territory disputed between the U.S. and Canada.

Houses are tucked between, on, and underneath giant boulders.

King of the Saxons on top, Roman goddess of wisdom on the bottom.

A grove of "candelabra redwoods" deep in California's Lost Coast.

The dance of this huge clock is a magnificent and eerie commentary on good and evil in the history of humankind.

Every hour the doors open to reenact the legend of the heroic mayor who saved his town by drinking a gallon of wine.

A 14th-century fortified keep showcases the masterpieces of an ingenious 20th-century clockmaker.

Backwards hour and minute hands and a timing mechanism that fluctuates with the temperature led to this clock tower's local nickname.

The charmingly disheveled clock tower of Tbilisi's puppet theater.

In a boatyard near Aberdyfi is a nautically inspired work of art.

This clock tower is all that remains of Bird Hall, constructed by one of the founding families of this Massachusetts town.

The whimsical twist of this spire was either caused by the Devil, an unexpected virgin, or lead.

Hidden among the trees at the Rangeley Lakes Trails Center are more than 20 gnomes in small wooden houses.

Four abandoned towers hidden above the Douglas fir forest in Washington.

Legend says that these tall basalt pillars are the petrified wives of a trickster god.

This large Sitka spruce that appears to be floating in mid-air, has defied logic for years.

Where else would a linchpin of post-colonial Native American cuisine anchor the menu but a museum?

This former mining hub holds a surprising abundance of undisturbed relics from the Old West.

This scenic gorge is named after one of the most famous Bigfoot attacks in pseudohistory.

A bike being "eaten" by a tree is the real Vashon legend behind popular children's book, "Red Ranger Came Calling."