Smell of Spring

The smell of spring to me is the flowers and the freash cut grass. The mud and creek water down at the north end of town. The horses out of the stables and running about. There are so many things about spring that I can write about i wouldn't know what to tell you all first. I guess i could say about the ice cold creek walk home.

It was late spring and it was hot as heck out and we didn't want to be hot anymore. So we all went down to the creek to see if it was warm down there. Well there was still ice on the creek some how, well we thought that it would feel good. It was me Kristina A. and Mykel T. That thought this would be a smart idea. Well kris went out first, well she kinda got stuck out there. Me thinking I could go and get her, tried to walk out on to the ice and get her. Well I fell through too. Mykel was the savior, he saved us fromt he cold creek. Lets just say after the cold walk home, we didn't ever want to do that again. And to this day we havn't gone down there at this time of the year and wont till it's the summer and we know that the creek will be warm.