I heart Woodhus Creek

Woodhus Creek goes from a torrent of raging, roaring water in mid-winter to a silent trickle over its smooth sandstone bed in summer. I stopped in a week ago, half-way through the transition. The water still races and foams, but there are mirror pools ...

with heart-shaped rocks breaking the surface.

Double heart, underwater and out in the air.

And a heart-shaped pool with reflected trees.