I love how this picture opens up layers upon layers of history: the fine layered patterns in the sandstone shows me millions of grains of sand, gently settling onto a seafloor. And then thousands of years later, after all the turmoil of being turned to stone, the water master, a long distant memory, liberates these forgotten grains from their comfortable slumber in stone: beautiful curves and lines are carved onto the surface, revealing chemical intrigue, geological contortion and a complex history under Earth.
Slimes and lichen creep in - highlighting edges, introducing new life. The patterns and arcs complement the nearby ferns - reminding us of patterns in nature, and ubiquity of water. Even the imperfection - a hint of human degradation, a teenager's flippant moment - speaks to the fleetingness of human timelines, and the thoughtlessness of modern technology in the context of an immaculate backdrop that is nature on planet Earth. Water - it is an elegant, powerful and wise teacher.