Saturday, June 11, 2016

The Dads


I wish there could be a little creek near my house.  I would walk to that creek and look for crawdads.  There is a creek at Bryan Park which isn’t far. I guess that’s where I’ll walk and find the crawdads there from time to time this summer.  The crawdads might come to know me after awhile.  Perhaps they’ll gather together and wave their front claws in greeting as I walk by. 


Crawdads, I'm coming your way.

2 comments:

Judy Williams said...

Oh, my gosh. We looked for crawdads as kids. We were always at a creek daring each other to pick up the huge ones! Great memories that I haven't thought about for awhile.
jw

mm said...

When I was growing up, we would sometimes find crawdads and the rocks by the lakes.