We don,t all see the same thing the same way. June 15, 2012
You may call it just a hole
but I made it all by my self. Shaped it all the way I want
it makes me feel all safe and warm. After hunting sustinence
all day out in the scorching sun. Or running to hide from rain
where I can be dry and stay safe. Here in winter nice and warm
until spring flowers start to bloom. You may call it just a hole
but it's my very own safe home.
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Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader)
Reviewed on June 20, 2012
So deep in many ways, Budd. Totally perceivable. I think we all have a 'proverbial hole' where we find our own safe home from life situations..Unique write..I really enjoyed this...
I like how you think & poeticize your images Budd!!
Looks like this too (depends on the size) could be a coyote den
either way home is home...
Love The Outdoors & Dens
Vickie
I was walking on the ice age trail the other day here in Wisconsin and I saw such "a hole" and my mind pondered for the safety it brought the creature who lived there. Safe and warm, like the den we build for ourselves Budd :)
Our cat has a hidey-hole under an old couch in my garage. Everytime we have a thunder storm she meows and carry's on something awful until we let her out, then she immediately heads to her "hole."
Some may think, and well it may be, the den you write of is our Authors Den. Me, thinks, however that that which you speak is that of a brown bear in hibernation. Good words my new friend.
Mark
This makes me think of how an animal feels about the hole it digs and feels so safe in just as I feel about the meager cottage my husband and I fixed up where I feel safe and warm. Thank you.
Bud: The image reminds me of feeling safe when I was a child every time I saw a tree with a naught in it. I imagined hiding inside the naught. Memories flooded on this one Bud. Thanks for sharing.
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In the Middle Ages through Colonial America, most homes had dirt floors and prarie dwellers lived in sod houses.
Ron
Looks like this too (depends on the size) could be a coyote den
either way home is home...
Love The Outdoors & Dens
Vickie
letters *Budd* Home of the brave and the
Free for such a safe place to be!!!!!
Lady Vivian
Very very nice.
Love and Light
Lily
Seems we all have our own special "hole." Dick
Christine
Very creative my friend!
Yes, primitive yet practical. I like it!
Mark
Love ya!
Jane
God Bless You,
Deb
You're right, it is a safe home.