The day after my wonderful nighttime swimming hole experience, I returned with some friends to see it in the light. And to cool off in the 90 degree sun. Vista was much more enthusiastic about swimming in the daylight, and even jumped off the smaller rock a few times (I may have tossed her off once, too--she loved it!). I wish I had photos of her swimming, head just above water, eyes concerned as she paddled around, checking on each of us in turn, but you'll have to settle for gorgeous water and happy people, instead.
And a bonus, from earlier the same afternoon: Piggy.
So are you going to tell us where this secret swimming hole is? ANd where did you get a pig!?
ReplyDeleteI will take you there, next time you visit! I didn't even know of its existence until this past weekend. And the pickets are not mine, but belong to someone who lives near the farmers market. Sweet little babies.
ReplyDeleteEr, that's piglets. My ipod's autocorrect is going crazy this evening.
ReplyDeleteI have decided that this piglet is named Wilbur, in honor of Wilbur, friend of Charlotte and her millions of babies.
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