A creek runs through it

Our yard that is. On the side our house is on, most of the way down to the creek is swampy and marshy most of the year from springs. The only ones who love it are the ducks, they get down there and flop around in the shallow water. There is one spot near the road where we can walk down to the edge of the creek. Of course, on the other side of the creek it is nice right up the bank and there are spots where you could actually sit and stick your feet in. Up until this week we went to the other side about once a year and just walked through it. It is all woods and brush, not very friendly place to hang out since it is only disturbed that one time per year. Spark, however, wanted to put a bridge over the creek so he can get over there and do a little exploring. The bridge is an extra pallet we had, while not meant for heavy traffic, it will work perfectly for us if we watch our footsteps while using it. He found shells, which was sort of surprising since it runs through miles upon miles of farm land. Other years we have seen small schools of minnows who also seem a long way from home.

Spark brought with his sword, just in case....I am not sure just in case what. Between the two of them where it is hard to see him the cat, Kacheekers, is wrapping around their legs. He follows us around when we are outside like a dog would do. He is strange cat who doesn't do many cat like things.