Just as one enters the Zion Narrows, there, to the right and barely visible if the glare of the Sun is in your eye, is a collection of wispy threads of water streaming down the slick canyon rock. This is Mystery Falls, and it never disappoints! Photographed March 2022.
The snowbank expels a barely perceptible sigh of relief... The burning touch of sunlight has once again fled downslope, and it has survived one more day... Temperatures fall, and the expanse of white stretches itself as crystal structures hold hands to form bonds one more time, to watch the sunset together not as trickles of water compelled by gravity, but as sheets of ice that will hold spring at bay just a bit longer... Photographed March 2022.
You never know how deep is the water in the narrows till you wade in, then dare to bring your camera and tripod into the torrent with you. Photographed March 2022.
