Aunt A told us about a new park she found that her crew had enjoyed, so despite the heat I forced everyone into the car for some recreation.
With easy access to the Harpeth River, and a short drive, this would be a great spot for our splash-needs.
Buster hung out on the side to stay close to Monkey, but Yessa and I held hands and walked up river until the water was armpit level for her. The water was crisply cool.
I was so impressed with Yessa’s willingness to step forward into the unknown. The water was brown enough that the bottom could not be seen, and I walked tentatively, tapping with a toe before taking each step. She bobbed right along, ready to hop and swim if needed. It was fun, and the water felt great.
A return trip will definitely be in order…with a picnic.