claiming our daze and our days on the prairie
apparently it rained while we were gone. after discovering the creek was swollen, rushing, but not over the bridge, it was determined “safe enough” and we went back today with swimsuits and boards.
it was such a treat to hear the water, feel it so cold, and watch them be swept along:
eliza really had to be held on to…the current was strong. she was happier to sit in calm spots anyway:
then we had snacks, biked home…and then pulled leeches off. gross. gross. gross.