so, what is it about vacation that makes us think of swimming? I think the creek is COLD, but Caite and Paddy have gone in the water every day. Lily goes down and watches, occassionally hopping in herself. The kids took old ice cream buckets down to catch fish, but somehow they became hats instead. They carry rocks around, and float in inner tubes, and give boat rides to iumaginary people. They find cool rocks, some of which they bring tot he house, and others are randomly set free again. They look for raccoon prints, and the occassional skunk, or possum. They talk to the fish- tiny fingerlings- remindeing them to grow so that they can be caught and released about a billion times this summer. The creek is a peacful place, even when the kids are there, yelling in excitement and hopping wet. It seems to absorb all that excess energy that spills like th estream itself. When I am there I feel renewed,refreshed. Nothing seems as difficult or insurmountable there.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Vacation and our Creek
so, what is it about vacation that makes us think of swimming? I think the creek is COLD, but Caite and Paddy have gone in the water every day. Lily goes down and watches, occassionally hopping in herself. The kids took old ice cream buckets down to catch fish, but somehow they became hats instead. They carry rocks around, and float in inner tubes, and give boat rides to iumaginary people. They find cool rocks, some of which they bring tot he house, and others are randomly set free again. They look for raccoon prints, and the occassional skunk, or possum. They talk to the fish- tiny fingerlings- remindeing them to grow so that they can be caught and released about a billion times this summer. The creek is a peacful place, even when the kids are there, yelling in excitement and hopping wet. It seems to absorb all that excess energy that spills like th estream itself. When I am there I feel renewed,refreshed. Nothing seems as difficult or insurmountable there.
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