Kids and Creeks

What is it about creeks? Why are they so charming?
Why does icy cold water seem purer than any other kind?

Big E. and I both had a creek (the same one, actually) near us growing up. When we first looked at our current home, Big E. suddenly tore off into the woods as we toured the back yard. It was ten minutes before he re-emerged with the triumphant shout, "There's a creek back there!"

At that moment, I knew we were putting a bid in on this house.

These shots are not from our creek. Our town has loads of them, so we were exploring a new spot on this day.

It was so cold, so very cold in the water. JackJack would not be deterred from throwing rocks and fishing with sticks. I think he wallowed in the deepest spot for 20 minutes or more.

Flash's sharp eyes also found this caterpillar:

JackJack was petting our new friend rather vigorously. It is perhaps not a surprise that our 'pillar was nowhere to be seen on our return hike.