This isn’t Niagra Falls or Victoria Falls, but it is a waterfall nonetheless.
At North Clear Creek River, Colorado, Richard and I walk down a dirt path that ends at the river and look at a fifty foot waterfall in front of us. The river rolls to the edge of the falls, then roars over and smashes into the rocks and pool below.
A mist hits my face as I lean on a fence and look down into the chasm at the spectacle..
This water feature hints at the power of water, cutting through rock, able to generate power by turning wheels and turbines, harnessed for human purposes for centuries.
This little stream, transported to the Sahara desert, would be worth more than it’s weight in gold. In the Rockies, it is just one of many tributaries that join with other streams to flow into massive rivers that flow to the oceans.
Nature, here, is grinding her own ax.
Water and rock is the stuff our world is made of.