Bridge in January

    Our home sits up on a cliff above the creek and for 10 years if we wanted to drop down to play, our transport was a heavy yellow rope tied to the big Maple tree.  Otherwise we could take a path that slowly descended to the bottom. The rope has been loved by the kids and not so much by me.  Last summer we had a bridge built the spanned a ravine and wooden steps taking us down to Big Walnut Creek. This has been a gift that has brought such joy to the whole family giving access to all who wished to be up close and personal with the fishys.