Junior with reflection and Ki-Anne explores the opposite bank.
I ditch the shoes to feel the power from the ground and the water.
Difficult to read JR's mind
but I know Lil is considering this log for it's possibilities of becoming her stick.
The water slows but the moss still grows
A Parchment of Leaves by Silas House says, "God's Creek was a pretty place that held noise within its closeness like a voice in a cupped hand." I listened to the beauty in the noise and though our creek or branch has no name, it is plainly God's Creek.
The water bugs danced in celebration.