This past week we traveled to Milan, Illinois to celebrate Thanksgiving with Maggies family. The children were looking forward to pulling on their rubber boots and walking down the hillside and across the field to Mill Creek, dogs in tow.
Maggie and her brothers grew up messing around in this creek. When the kids returned, wet and hungry, we listened to their stories.
I headed down to the creek myself after a few chores were checked-off the list and the afternoon light began to soften. The laughter of adventure, somewhere around the bend, was muted in the sunlit afternoon.