The creek behind my house is cooooooool. I like to go back there, see what’s around. You can’t go swimming in it; it’s mostly dried up. But I like to take water samples in little vials and look at them under my microscope. I see little bugs, sometimes, or just microorganisms. Sometimes the neighbors let their dog loose back there but mostly no one bothers me. From this quiet place I can gather water and think about things. My sisters and brother don’t bug me and I can just gather leaves and reeds and make a picture if I want and then the next day the weather changes my picture and displaces it. This is called erosion or maybe collaboration.