Looking back, that name could be misconstrued. Really, it was a place down the park that my friend and I use to go to as kids. Her name is Sara, mine is Shannon, so we called it 'SS Creek'. We had some great times there. We would spend hours looking for treasure, walking around in the stream nearby, pretending the fallen trees were furniture...

I passed by there not too long ago. There's a tire swing hanging from one of the trees. I think it's great that another generation found that place and made it their own. heart