Ripples extend from a dog exploring the clear lake. The sun glints off the blue-green surface, and your feet dig into the sand as you watch from shore. Across the lake, the trees are bare, but soon there will be leaves and spring flowers.

Water roars down the thin layers of shale, its cool breeze making the purple phacelia dance on the hillside. You listen to the white noise, feeling the dappled sun fumble with the waterfall mist.