This is the little waterfalls at the end of the path Kylie and I walk before having to go streetside. It really is named Bloodgood Falls. Above the falls is a pond where the swans live, the osprey dives for fish, a gigantic snapping turtles roils the waters and waves "hi" with its prehistoric claw, the cormorants stoically sit with wings outstretched, where egrets stalk their prey and where we used to ice skate as kids. I haven't seen anyone skating there since I've been back - I wonder if the County prohibits it now.
I found this little poem online to go with the waterfalls - it took me a few seconds to understand the title!
ACROSTIC POEM
Wind,full of mist
As it blows on my face
Twinkling, through the air
Ever so light as it falls on the ground
Reaching for it I
Feel the wet little drops
Always falling down
Looking at the foam floating
Listening to the water flow
~Eliza Barlow~
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