Jake at the Creek

When I stopped at a gas station in Minnesota to use the restroom, I came back to the truck and Jake was gone. I knew he wasn't in the store because I would have passed him. After a minute I see him coming up the embankment.

"What are you doing? I know you're not taking a leak out there..."

"Man, there a little creek I saw down there...it's so peaceful."

"Okay, I'll go check it out."

Since there was still snow on the ground we slid a little ways down the embankment, but we didn't fall. Sure enough, there was a little brook and it was quite peaceful. It was quiet enough down there you could hear the water gently rushing by. It made me think of the kind of creek I want running through my property when I buy land to build on.