The image of the week was shot beside the Old Scow, nestled precariously just upstream of Niagara Falls on the Canadian side, by the old hydro plant. Here we see the tumultuous waves and the sheer power of the Niagara river as it rushes gleefully toward that abyss.
We see across to the US side. Between us and that safe dry land lies nothing but imminent death. This is most definitely not the place to swim. It’s that obvious they don’t even post signs, which says a lot.
The thing which made me choose this as the IOTW, though, amongst all this power and wild energy, are two very small things. First, that seagull, framed against the crashing white water by the bridge. Those critters will never cease to amaze me. To them this raging river is simply where they go for breakfast. Practical. Pragmatic. Pretty.
Second, the moss growing on that rock. That too amazes me. In this extremely inhospitable environment, despite all odds, it found a way to somehow hold on. And live. Life. It’s awesome.
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