Up A Creek

With sunshine and shadows we checked out the creek.  Actually this would be called a branch.  It carries the over flow from one pond and is feed by wet weather springs along the way.  As the weather turns dry the levels lower but the beauty remains.

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.

Saturday Centus 169/Six Word Saturday

 It's a writing prompt using 110 words only and this photo...
more photos if you like.

Join Jenny for Saturday Centus.

How do you like to go up
In a swing?
I like to swing to the sky
Into the trees
Like flying
Through the tree limbs
If you just try
A little harder
Move your legs
Just a little more
You can soar
With the birds
Nothing can touch you
When you swing to the sky
Other days
I swing softly
And ponder
The color of grass
The ant crawling by
Or I like to twist the chain
Until I’m dizzy and
Nothing looks the same
Then stand up
To see
If I’m strong enough
To steady my world again
How do you like

To go up in a swing?

Shadow portrait of present and past

for Show My Face: Six Word Saturday