My dictionnary translates „vault“, „tomb“, „crypt“, „grave“ and „burial vault“ when I look up „Gruft“. Hopefully, our pigpen (and this I mean literally) is not a grave. However, who knows what’s hidden (not burried) under the sawdust. But wait! Perhaps it’s a vault and I will find a treasure …
When we bought the house almost two years ago, the former owners left in a hurry and did’nt clean or empty the place. This meant a lot of work for us. There are still two places left we haven’t cleaned yet: The pigpen and the root cellar. I’m not keen on cleaning the pigpen because it looks like a really dirty chore. And there is nobody who likes to help me. So I keep the door firmly closed until Thursday’s Reality Shot is due.
So let’s go into the dark.
First we are going into the cowhouse. The door to the pigpen is in the right corner.
Oh, it’s a tiny bit opend and it seems to be very dark behind this door. I haven’t been there for a long time, too scary for my taste.
Look at this mess! At least there is a small window at the back. I think the wood and sawdust was put in there when the pigs (poor fellows living in such a place) were gone.
And it’s full of cobwebs. Deffinitely not the place I want to stay long. Let’s keep the door shut.
I wish you a pleasant day without any dirty work. I’m sewing in my warm and cosy room. But thinking of the treasure I might start digging …
If you want to see what others are hiding from public, check at Mockingbird Hill Cottage.