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Saturday

Big Rock Creek and its memories...


In Wisconsin, theres a creek nearby that we like to walk to...Its called Big Rock Creek, and the memories I have most from there is when the girls were younger...We'd pull on our rubber "barn" boots and take the dogs down there to play, usually on a early spring day, or when the weather got really hot, or on a warm fall day...







or when we all just wanted to get away from our daily busy lives of school, work, church, social "scene"... and just go play in the 'creek...


Bye-Bye, Big Rock Creek...

2 comments:

  1. Nice pics. Sounds like this creek has been an important part of your lives.

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  2. Looks like a beautiful place!

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