Who doesn't spend Saturdays playing in the creek?

 Saturday afternoon Riley and I climbed under the bridge in our neighborhood and played in the creek. I really like that this in our neighborhood because we can climb down there and it feels a little like my childhood in Louisiana :) Snakes you might ask? That was always part of the excitement!
We lived near "The Creek" growing up. Summer days always involved walking or riding our bikes to it. Fishing off the bank. Looking at the turtles. Throwing rocks. Letting the dog swim.  And once (where were our parents?) we drug an aluminum boat to the creek and rowed down it. How many water moccasins did we see?? A lot. But we saw them in the backyard too.