Every morning, my Mom would go out to our back porch
area to look at her "creek". That's what she told the
man at the desk when we checked in... That she wanted
a room with a fireplace that over looked the "creek".

I had to laugh. Ma, it's not a creek, it's the Merced River!
LOL. It was a great view & altho I haven't shown the view
here (yet) in this gallery, it was sweeet... Here she is, as
if a kid again, standing on the rails, enjoying her private creek.