A cave must have been the cradle of civilisation, agreed? Here is a short ditty in words and a small cave in pictures.
From the griddle to the crave from the cradle to the brave from the bridal to the cave from the tidal to the slave.
Fun fact: First I had “gradle” in the first verse, knowing full well that it didn’t mean a thing. Then a friend posted a pancake recipe and there it was, the word “griddle” in the first sentence. I pounced, not knowing or caring what it meant. Thanks for that!
In photos, our 2017 visit to the Holy Cave, Sveta jama in Slovenia. My country has bigger and more famous caves, especially No. 1 tourist attraction (and not a trap!) Postojna Cave into which you enter by train, and Škocjan Caves nearby in which photography is forbidden.
Sveta jama is small, it took us only 30 minutes to stroll around a little, and yet impressive. Also, I don’t think it’s open for tourists regularly, this was a special event.
Father took precaution of wearing a fire-lit helmet. I had never seen one of these before. Mother was even more cautious and waited outside with bestia. Have a look.
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #293: Cradle
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