I was supposed to go straight home after work since I had a friend coming over for supper. I was already running late since I had stopped by the grocery store to grab a few ingredients.
But when I saw the sunset glinting off of the half frozen water in the creek, alluring beauty that deserved proper appreciation, even though I told myself I had plenty of pictures of that creek from past years, I still pulled over and ran back to snap a few pictures.
My friend laughed and waved as she drove past me to my house.

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This story was written in response to the February 6, 2023, prompt from Charli at Carrot Ranch: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story as a love letter to nature. You could reach back to more pastoral times of writing or enter into the future. Who is writing the letter — an ant or an aunt? Is it a lifetime of love or eons? Go where the prompt leads!
Lovely picturesque scene, Nicole! Well worth staying late for 🙂
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Thanks, Tom. My friend didn’t mind either – I just had to show her the pictures when I finally also got to my house.
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Nice! I woulda stopped, too.
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Thanks, Liz. It was totally worth it.
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Beautiful picture and what a gift to have that setting so close to home! ❤
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Within walking distance, even! I like to see the differences in the creek in rhe different seasons. And it’s a bit of a different scene on each side of the bridge too – the creek’s path winds more on one side, and is straighter on the other.
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I would have a million pictures of it as well! ❤
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I would stand in awe beside you. Your friend missed the beauty of the moment.
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She did miss out. She did ask to see the pictures at least.
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At least!
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Lovely! What a magical place.
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Thanks, Bridgette!
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Awesome picture! Looks cold but nice for a hot tent.
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Thanks!
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