Seeing this (just a couple of days later as the sun revs up to 70 degrees outside) makes me appreciate where we live all the more...sometimes in the deepest depth of winter, I don't particularly care for Western North Carolina. Snow seems pointless, the cold is bone chilling and days filled with rain can easily fray already brittle nerves.
But then there are majestic deciduous forests - acres of them - water tumbling prettily over cliffs wherever you look, icycles and melancholy fog and miles of idyllic hiking trails at your feet.
It's beautiful here, even if you can't ski it.
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That is a lovely picture, and a wonderful, abstract, cubist sort of waterfall.
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