Hidden homes

Last Saturday morning I took my son's two youngest kids

for a walk in the field behind our trailer in the campgrounds.

Their older sis needed her sleep,

so after breakfast on the front screened-in porch,

and a golf cart ride around the campgrounds,

we headed out back.

We discovered several trees had fallen to make one huge pile.

Dillon worried about all the animals that the trees fell on.

I explained that they would have gotten out of the way,

but now they would have lots of places for hidden homes.

He nodded his approval and satisfaction.

I played around a little bit with the negative setting

on my computer photo program.