Pic and a Word #293: From the cradle

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

This day in my blogging history

Published by Manja Maksimovič

A Slovenian in Italy for love. Blogger, photographer, translator and would-be writer who would be a writer if she wrote. Plus reluctant but emerging poet. Beware.

14 thoughts on “Pic and a Word #293: From the cradle

  1. ooooooo into the caves we go! Thank you for taking us along and giving us a peek into your trip memories.
    I love your poem – and your word choices … I like that you changed for “griddle” … it’s fun!

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      1. It’s the first time it’s happened and I can see the first two but then just a white screen. My husband reckons it’s the iPad 😕

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  2. Ooh, ooh, ooh, I have been to the Postojna Caves!! I’m pretty sure that’s what they were called. We did go by train and every so often, they let us out to take photos. They’re ginormous inside, it was pretty incredible, just all the stalactites and stalagmites, the way they were sculpted. It was in 2013 though but I have a bunch of photos somewhere.

    Your poem is such fun. Love all the wordplay! 🙂

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