Tom stopped by that place of general, all-around wonderfulness in Utah.

Somehow, in the conditioned mind, you’re not supposed to see or associate water with an arid environment. And yet here! –and there! – and everywhere! – it exists, flowing (mostly) uninterrupted, from recondite and ancient sources, near and far, thanks to the age-old natural phenomena of rain and snow.

He was there in early summer; might be dryer now. Nevertheless, it’s the go-to locale in the Southwest.