We’ve had a lot of rain lately so I decided to deviate from my usual route home and drive out to the waterfall. Once out of town I drove past soft green wintery paddocks where black cows grazed. On low lying ground large sheets of silvery water reflected the rain clouds gathered overhead.
Out at the waterfall the noise of falling water filled the soundscape. Rain had fallen recently and the ground was a maze of puddles and slippery mud. The air was cold but no wind blew. With my camera in hand I braved the elements.
Outside my car the rush of water was even louder. Time disappeared as I walked around the various lookouts, picked my way across muddy ground and fiddled with camera settings. It was only when I drove away that I realised my mind had deviated away from the thoughts have been pre-occupying me for days. Out there, within that wall of white noise, my attention had been entirely focused on the moment now.