Friday, September 3, 2010

On the Banks of Fox Creek

Summer is nearing its end. Jeremy and the big guys go to school next week, and the younger crew and I settle back into a school routine here at home. We were without a pool this year, so in place we spent time at the creek. As Sophie shrieked at swirling swimming crayfish tonight, "Look at that!" Abby responded, "It's ok, the creek is supposed to be dirty." And I thought that yes, she understands this body of water. It has those creatures that I don't particularly love, but it certainly adds to a person's, big and small, sense of exploration. So here I post our Friday evening, spending our summer's freedom outside.

Not too small to walk the distance. Good for body, good for sleep ;)

The dance they do. It's sweet to watch their little routine: See each other, call the other's name, run, embrace.
There it is! Fun for my childhood, now it's theirs.

Walking together.

Rock islands.
What to see, what to do.

The flowers bloom among the rocks.

Toys float, dolls to bathe and swim.

Baby soothed to sleep.

Boys will be boys. On the way home, the distance observed, chance taken to hit water. Plan succeeds!

Home sweet home.

Mouthfuls of marshmallows, the scent and feel of a campfire in their jammies.

Good night! The crickets will sing, the fire dies down, and sticky fingers are licked and washed clean. The big kids soon return with stories of their time out with the youth group. Mini golfing, friends and support. Isn't summer great?
"It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all."
~Laura Ingalls Wilder

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