A POEM A DAY - DEN

The campo is covered in signs of wild boar activity. The recent rains show their tracks more clearly but all summer they have been roaming the countryside, eating crops, digging up fields and coming close to villages in search of food. You can see where they trample down stone walls, making trails down the hillside. When I walk there in the daytime I wonder how near the 'jabali' are, sleeping in their daytime dens. This photograph shows a cosy space under a stone wall, hidden by foliage, a perfect spot for a sleeping boar. 



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