My favorite place, the falls (image story in the description)

This was one of her favorite places. She would sneak away to here quite often. The sound of the falls were relaxing and when she hurried she could spend a half hour of her lunch break here. During the week it was typically deserted, especially in the fall. She would sit on the rocks and relax and on occasion when it was warm had even gone wading. Today wasn't supposed to be warm, it was the end of October and although it was cold when she left for work, it had warmed significantly and was more like a summer afternoon than late fall. She really wanted to wade. She knew her jeans and sweater wouldn't dry if she got wet before she got back to work but suddenly she didn't care. She was going in. She giggled as she began to wade in. It was cold but felt good all the same.