Every time I go past these places (on the north route to Owatonna), I think about how much I would love to be about 10 years old and able to play. Adults don't get to just play. We are too concerned with looking silly and wasting time better spent doing important things like cleaning the toilet.
But I still think about playing. I loved to play near any kind of water. And I especially liked it if there were trees clustered around the water.

A little further down the road and around the curve is another cool spot.

I would have especially loved that big old tree sort of collapsed over the water. I'd have been straddling that, pretending it was a horse or dangling a piece of string in the water pretending to be fishing.


These lovely horses on the other side of the road would have been a bonus. I would have been hanging over the fence offering them succulent grasses and apples.

This is the creek along side the horse pasture. I suppose there are leeches in it. There usually are. But I would have waded in it anyhow.