turn in the trail, my volume increased. Finally, I was shouting above a roar which was proving to be quite irritating. Whatever that noise is, I wish they’d shut it off so I could complete my lecture. Only after reaching the clearing did I realize that the noise we heard was the waterfalls. My words were drowned out by the force and fury of what I was trying to describe. I could no longer be heard. Even if I could, I no longer had an audience. Even my mother would rather see the splendor than hear