It all started with a simple question on Sunday morning...what do you want to do today? His response, let's go to the creek. And so we did!
We walked along the creek, talking and laughing, playing a game that caused us to giggle uncontrollably. At times we stopped to look at ice formations, or to toss a few rocks to see if we could break the ice. We paused to watch two squirrels playing, chattering up a storm as they chased each other from tree to tree. We heard the soft rhythm of the water running under the ice, and we watched as a woodpecker did his rat-a-tat-tat thing on a dead tree. Everywhere we looked we found beauty, simple, untouched beauty, shared with us on a quiet and slow Sunday morning.
It was a good way to spend a Sunday morning, and I wouldn't be surprised if we do it again soon.