We have a pond just up from our house and it provides many playful and disgusting visits. I say disgusting because it really is not the cleanest pond for a child to play in but I think of the disgusting pond I grew up playing in and I am still alive so it couldn't be too disgusting. Frogs and ducks are our friends here and sticks are pretend fishing poles. Little B loves to hang out on a walking bridge and catch "gold fish", pretend of course. The trail to the pond is littered with Raspberry and Huckleberry bushes. This fall we will be picking until our hearts content.