Falling

 It is no secret that Tammy and I are attracted to waterfalls.  It is true that (now that we don't use waterfalls as often to drive mills and mining equipment) waterfalls tend to encourage humans to leave some natural space around them,  even if it is disturbing how close we allow ourselves to get with our human development and 'improvements.'  So, since the two of us appreciate natural phenomena and spaces, it makes sense that we would enjoy waterfalls.

Of course, there is more to it than that.  There is constant, but largely consistent motion - and yet there is plenty of variation on the theme.  There is sound that can be both gentle and forceful.  The air feels different around a waterfall - even a small one.  And where there is water, there is life.

There is renewal in a waterfall.  Droplets start at the top and find their way to the pool below - and there are always more behind the ones that have already fallen.  Somehow, the pool doesn't fill up and somehow, the water from above does not run out.  And the water just keeps on falling.

It's a reminder that falling does not necessarily mean the same thing as failing.  And failing does not necessarily mean that you have fallen.