Last time Dad was here we walked down to the creek. I'd cleaned it up a little and added a table and a couple of chairs. I pointed out where the water had washed away the bank under a tangle of tree roots. He told me the resulting cavern is called a "Wookey Hole". I don't know the origin of the term, but it's an excellent place for the fish to hide from the racoons, foxes and coyotes.
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