I stand perhaps a couple hundred feet above the Genesee River as it winds it’s way through the gorge that is central to Letchworth Park. I come here often because of the peaceful surroundings that are punctuated with lovely vistas like this one. It is quiet except for the distant roar of falling water from the Middle Falls pictured above. It is easy to imagine myself here a couple hundred years earlier as early settlers and Native Americans were drawn here too. There is peace and beauty here. It is the incarnation easily expressed and viewed. I come here often, sometimes in the cold stillness of winter. Today it’s warm and it’s great to return again to sit next to my friend sister water as she winds her way north through this picturesque canyon.