The Stomping Sleepwalkers
This is an incident that baffled me. Bonnie and I had just walked down a steep flight of wooden steps to reach this waterfall in Nova Scotia. And there, in the midst of all this beauty, the stompers descended.
As I was setting up my tripod to take a long exposure photo of the cascading water, a group of young guys came stomping down the long flight of steps and jumped onto the wooden platform we were standing on, causing the whole platform to sway. They took one quick look at the falls, grunted, and then stomped back up the steps, unimpressed with the view.
I shook my head in disbelief.
I don’t understand how anyone can be so indifferent in the presence of natural beauty. It’s as if they’re sleepwalking through a fabulous castle, oblivious to the wonders around them.
Bonnie and I lingered at this spot for quite some time. We were captivated by the total experience: the roar of the falls, the smell of the forest, the lush vegetation. We live in a world of instant gratification, always enticed to stomp off in search of the next thrill. But some things are just too good to rush.
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