The beautiful weather this week has me longing to see some waterfalls. With many state parks and trails still either closed or having limited daytime use, I’m not sure what to expect if I head out to one of my favorite spots. One of them, Silver Falls State Park, says it’s open for limited daytime use and to be prepared to turn around if crowded. I’m not sure if I want to drive that far just to turn around and come back home. (Although the drive itself is quite beautiful, too.)
At least I have plenty of memories, some of which I used in my book, One Woman Falling. Here’s an excerpt:
I walked ahead on the carved path, following the curve of the rocky wall leading us directly behind the fall. I had heard about waterfalls you could walk behind, and I had seen pictures, but actually doing it was magical. Everything was wet—water dripped down the stony wall beside me, small puddles of water dotted the smooth rock path, and the guard rail to my left was covered in spray. Goose bumps erupted on my arms from the sudden decrease in temperature. I made my way to the back of the waterfall, breathing in mist. For a moment I felt tiny, over-powered, like I did whenever I stood at the ocean’s edge. It wasn’t a bad feeling. It was something not quite within my grasp, so full of hope it made all of life’s struggles seem as harmless as the ripples in the tiny puddles at my feet.
Ahh, a good reminder for myself here. No matter what’s going on around me or the limitations in place, God is in control. I’m going to choose to make the most of the days ahead and look for beauty wherever I can find it.
What about you? What are your plans for this “unprecedented” summer?