I am in Marlinton. I have so much to say, to tell. Too much. So I’m instead going to focus on one very small, very important thing. My creek.
We knew that our house had a creek in the backyard. What we didn’t realize is that the creek actually flows UNDERNEATH the house. I’m not going to lie, I picked my bedroom purely because I can see the creek directly beneath my window. Wouldn’t you?
I love you, little creek. So much. Your trickle makes me think it's raining all the time, but I'll get used to that.
Stay tuned: tomorrow it's time to meet the town.