Right before we moved, the weather was unseasonably warm, and we made back-to-back visits to the crick in the park.
The first visit was right after church on Sunday.
And the next day, John whisked us off after supper, bathing suits included.
Susannah is more courageous in the water than last year.
Rock-hunting.
Annie waits for me to again help her jump into the water from the top of this rock.
The girls picked choice violets to eat (you'd think we hadn't fed them anything!)
And there was lots of Papa loving.
We loved you well, crick.
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