Even just ankle deep, if you stand in flowing water that a creek or gurgling river rushes and caresses through toes, yours, as the feet that hold you all day long are tended, your eyes notice more. Nature works this way. She has no fee. These are ecosystems that participate towards equilibrium 24/7 and 365, repetitive cycles towards health.

Peeking over the ledge, all that is visible arranges into peril, maybe heart-wrenching, maybe not, yet the free fall of several hundred feet means a direct landing. On the cliff side, during the launch downward, are lauhalla trees to spike a rib, volcanic boulders to break an arm, and medium boulders to smaller sizes to pebbles to fine granular black sand—as many centuries of ocean waves create of volcano rocks—to brace the disfiguring fall. Maybe you live.