On my way Northwest I stopped at Starved Rock State Park in Illinois.
This is a scenic and much photographed place, so here is a slightly different perspective.
Above you see the holes made my water droplets in the eroded rock. These holes are deep enough to create resonance not unlike organ pipes, but of course using tones from a grown scale. Together with the constant drone of the nearby waterfall this was a wonderful peculiar experience.
Time has created larger pits. Don’t fall down there.
Instead, let’s meditate about water. If you take two of these little water droplets, can you tell them apart? Can we hear the difference when we listen careful enough, at the moment when they hit the ground?
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