Waterfalls are beautiful any time of year. But here in Vermont, when the snows start to melt, they are truly something to behold.
The sound of rushing water has always been a soothing balm to my soul.
In the spring, the water almost roars as it cascades down rivers and streams. There is an underlying excitement as everything thaws.
It overflows and spreads. Washing away the dirt and grime from sanding and salting. It feeds the riverbanks so that tender green things can grow. It fills the ponds and lakes with sediments and nutrients. It creates new paths and oxbows that birth with new life.
I like to chase these waterfalls and capture them at their peak of glory.
So I can listen to them singing in celebration.
Spring is here!