Up a Creek

A rather impromptu stop on our trip was a little park just off the Appomattox river -- as soon as I saw photos of it, I wanted to go! It's been ages since I've visited a real, "live" creek, and the prospect of going without a small child strapped to my body (and several more in tow!) was too much to pass up. 

And I'm glad we didn't pass it up. I've complained about the heat twice already, so I won't whine about it again (but it was hot! Goodness, was it hot!). But in the shade of the trees, walking along banks that can only be described as "verdant," it was still lovely. Best of all, there were a few large rocks jutting out in the stream -- a perfect photo op.

There is something about the sound of running water. I desperately wanted to hop in!

So many wildflowers! I didn't expect there to be so many in the midst of a July heat wave. Purple, yellow, orange, white. Here's just one of them, singled out for its delicate shape and adorable speckles:

I could look at this all day. Which reminds me that I desperately need to find something like this a little closer to home -- I can only imagine how much the short people would enjoy splashing around in a creek like this!