Sometimes you just have to take your shoes off and get in a creek.
I mean it; something happens to you when you're in a creek.
Nobody says, "I'm bored," or "Can we do something?" Nobody fights or worries or complains.
Maybe it's because the water teaches us something about how to live a good life: You keep moving. The obstacles in your path just make for more creative patterns. Every fallen thing only fosters better music as the water swirls and descends.
Every step you take, there's something to find. A smooth stone, a silver minnow, a sprinting crayfish.
And every dark place in the creek promises a treasure. That's where everything hides.
You look and listen. You tread carefully. You take a friend's hand to balance you on the rocks.
Sometimes, you just need to get in a creek.
Do you have great creek memories?