Aaah!

I was at a place called Weeping rock, down south in Zion National Park, UT. Ground water that percolates into the sandstone of the hills, encounters impermeable shale which forces it to come out of the face of the cliff. Thus, droplets fall from the edge of a very high cliff making the rock ‘weep’. The setting and disappearing sun behind the Angel’s landing, another high point, did the most amazing thing to the falling water. For a few minutes, I could see those large, seemingly spherical droplets, fall off the cliff, shimmer, sparkle, rotate and do the most wonderful things, before they slowly fell to the earth; each one! Perfection has many forms; this was undoubtedly one of those.