The juxtaposition of movements are fascinating to me. A river rushes wildly downstream, yet there are tiny places where parts are bouncing back, or moving in other directions. Back eddies are common, where the streamflow is interrupted and diverted in another direction, the dynamic energy forcing the water to flow briefly in the wrong direction but in three dimensions.
Over, under back, countless trajectories of sideways, spray, wind, rocks, trees, all ultimately downstream, yet for that precise instant- water defies the physics of the streamflow or gravity. Maybe there is a longing to connect with this… going against the flow, doing your own thing?
Watching water for me is like watching the flames of a campfire, or the clouds moving past. I wonder why water has such a pull on many people, the ocean, waterfalls, or even lakeside. There's a connection that I can't quite comprehend.
Hat Creek in Lassen Volcanic National Park provides some incredible textures and movements for the streamflow.