Boys and their Dens

Little man and his grandpa have a secret den.  

She was allowed to visit.  

(Only the second time in four years that she has been granted access!)  

Out of grandpa’s garden and across the field ... 

Hidden from view by a curve of evergreens.

Sheltered by a lofty canopy of heavy boughs.

She had to repeat the special password.

 Waterproofed with tarp on the inside.

A rug is on the shopping list to give their wild camp a little more comfort.

Nature is a messy lodger ...  much time is spent on repairs and housework.

Her stay was short ... "it's a place for boys".

Little man showed her the way home, 

keeping her safe from marauding intruders and savage beasts.

He returned to his work.  

Gathering wood, sweeping leaves.

Digging a hole for their fire.

Sharing secrets with grandpa. 

Climbing high they nestled within the solid arms of the tree, 

 and watched the tired sun slowly set fire to the horizon.
They feasted on crispy skinned potatoes cooked on a bed of hot ashes.

They held their breath as deer came close.