Walk to Waterfall at Rio Viejo, Puriscal

 

This morning I decided to take a walk up the river to the waterfall. For the past few weeks I have been looking, from a distance, at a large strangler fig log that got wedged between some rocks. Today I was able to get a close up look at the dead tree. The fig’s host is long gone, leaving behind the woven lattice of the fig’s roots. I have seen pictures of homes using logs like this as decorative features or pieces of unique furniture. October, which is the rainiest month, is just around the corner. I wonder if this will survive in place or get washed farther down the river and maybe even all the way to the ocean.

 

The destination of my walk was the waterfall. All of the springs on our property have been activated by the rainy season. The rock walls of the gorge leading to the waterfall were no exception. They were weeping in many places. Even trickles of water were falling over the opening of the bat cave. I walked slowly, taking in all of the sights, sounds and smells of the river. Once I got to the waterfall I stopped and laid on a rock for a while, allowing nature’s healing energies to do her work. We are so fortunate to be able to call this place home.