This morning, the Fountain goes off at nine sharp, when all the local businesses open. Ducks cruise past it like little feathered boats as a steady geyser of water is propelled several hundred feet into the air.
I film the eruption from several directions and barely get it all into my camera viewfinder..
It is, as Chadd described it, ” very cool. ”
I’m not sure I would come to Fountain Hills just to see this fountain, but, being here, it is icing on the Fountain Hills cake.
I splash water on the my face to make sure this isn’t a mirage.
In the desert, you see lots of things that don’t seem to fit.