Nope, not the kind we get in our teeth, although I think I do have one, but a cavity in the ground.
I called it a sink hole, however a local here called it a cavity.
Whatever it is, I fell in.
It’s in my garden between my peas and potatoes.
It is about 3 ft. in diameter and 8 ft. deep. Fortunately, the direction I fell in isn’t the deepest part and I was able to climb out on my own. It does go under our fence and into the yard next door.
I asked a gentleman in our church if this was typical around here. He said yes, and that it was probably where a tree and its roots had been at one time. I was wondering if it was where an outhouse had been. He smiled, chuckled and said, “You never know.” 🙂 Hmmmmmm….
We decided to cover it for the time being with a huge tub so the cats wouldn’t fall in.
Although I think it would make a nice hidey-hole for them.
Now my over-protective hubby isn’t so sure he wants me working in the garden. 😀 I doubt that he could keep me away unless he issued an edict. As I have yet to see one, I’m headed out there in a few minutes. I have a boat-load of peas to harvest. I may cave in the rest of the area so the kids next door don’t accidentally fall in if they run over the spot the cavity is located. I will probably lose some of my potatoes, but I did plant plenty.
So, I must be off to the garden now. 🙂
Scripture: Genesis 9:4-17
Blessings: I didn’t break anything in the fall. We made it home safely. And as far as we know, all is well here.