Over the long weekend we went up the mountains. I guess it was in North Georgia. We actually walked the beginning of the Appalachian Trail. Which was hardly anything. There were too many complaints to go any farther *cough* Danny *cough*. We stayed in this nice cabin in a peaceful mountain resort place is I guess what you call it. We got to bring the dogs. Claire and I spent a lot of time with the horses. We went to this church that really like visitors.

What I loved, besides God and all living things, was playing in the creek. That was my favorite thing. The water was icy cold and you could feel your bones freeze. After a minute or two, you got used to it. What we did in that creek was something that I feel proud of. We built a dam (or as Claire sats, a D-A-M) out of the rock in the creek. It made about half a foot difference in the deepness of the water. You could tell it made one whole side a lot deeper. That trip was so much fun. And I owe it all to mom, who paid for the trip. I love you mom, and thank you so much. Also, I hope you feel better.

~~Kelly