Deported Explorer
It really stinks when your mother sends you back to the top of the bridge because you just can’t manage to keep your tennis shoes out of the creek while your big sister collects pond water for the crayfish at school. That bubbling water is just so irresistible. And there are so many great rocks to stand on in the middle of the creek, so many great crevices to investigate. Exploring is well worth the price of soggy, stinky shoes.
Thankfully new water sandals are on their way.
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2 Comments
Grandma Gin
Your photography captures so much. I am sure Mr. SP was really boomed about that. Those tennis shoes just don’t listen to him, they have a mine of their own. LOL
Grammie Kathy
I know it calls him by name.