Welcome to the first installment of the Short Creek Chronicle.
Why Short Creek?
It’s a long story.
In the fall of 2017, back when my husband and I were young and impetuous, the property near ours came on the market…several acres and a number of log cabins. We decided to buy it. The next morning we sobered, I mean, woke up and began to wonder what we would do with our new acquisition. I voted for 2 gallons of gasoline and a match…just kidding. Sort of. Anyhow, to distract myself from the horror of the log cabins condition I decided to build a water feature. Cause that’s what you do when you feel overwhelmed, right? Distract yourself with yet another huge project.
The Shoshone river is just down the hill. You can hear it, but you can’t see it. Hmmm, I thought, what good is THAT. We need a Creek! Plus we had a lot of front yard and I hate grass. Well, I don’t hate grass, that would be irrational. I hate things like oysters (yuk), and global warming. Grass is just high maintenance. Grass is the diva of yard work. Water it, fertilize it, coo over it…and then get out the mower. It always SOMETHING. A water feature, specifically a Creek, would take up a lot of that yard space. Add some waterfalls and it would look and sound really cool too. Win-win.
I plotted my course. And got out my shovel. Seriously. I dug a 140ft creek bed by hand. I am a lunatic.
I won’t go into all the boring (and painful) details of building your own artificial creek. Suffice to say the story involves yards of heavy plastic liner and millions of boulders.
Full disclosure: Short Creek hasn’t actually been born yet. By the time I got her finished it was too cold to actually add the water. So it’s a dry creek bed until spring.
You are officially invited to the Creek Warming, when we lay the water line and open the faucet.
Just don’t bring oysters.