High Water

After a few good days of rain, water flows into the Elkhorn from the eastern hills. The blissfully sedate creek swells up beyond all reason. Brown water surges over the little Great Crossing falls, splashing down into white swirls that give off tall sprays. When the water is high, danger and mystery loom around the…

Falls at Yuko En on the Elkhorn

I’m surprised at the graffiti above me in the underpass leading to the sunken park. The long, small falls is out of place. I get down close, reach into the fast water, and it splashes on me, light everywhere. I can’t take my eyes off it. I cup my hand and rock the water back…