Wading

My people went away yesterday morning to give me some time to research and book a trip. Scott took Ana down to the creek by our house to go wading, swimming, and good old mucking about.

I sent one adult and one kid off, but I got two grinning kids back. The adult was able to cast off his cares when he saw how much joy Ana got from being in the water. They came back with stories of a frog, a big "mermaid rock", and a "furry, wet, stinky" dog named Toby.

There is something about being in nature that soothes the soul like nothing else can.