Rob and I stopped by Texas Falls (near Rochester, VT) this week, always a lovely spot. In fact it was one of the places I visited when we first came to Vermont in the early 1970s. The terrain is such that there are only a few places from which to photograph the falls, though, of course, light, foliage, and details all suggest a million unique photographs are possible.
I enjoyed framing the falls (1/8 second exposure) with the large rock in the foreground and the haunting cavern setting off the falls in the back.
When I got home a postcard lay on the table, addressed to Liz and sent by a friend, a postcard taken by another Vermont photographer (Marion Sargent, unfortunately now deceased) with almost exactly the same photograph—even down to the leaves on the rock—taken a few years ago. I could only smile at the coincidence we’d shared seeing the magnificent spot in such a similar way in two different times, a fact that did not in any way diminish my seeing, rather I felt acknowledged by her having also seen and photographed it.
Seeing! Eyes and heart open to the beauty always before us.
Still Learning To See 
Yes, for sure one of the deepest connections with others is a shared “seeing”, even across time and space. This picture made me think of Caliban in his cavern in THE TEMPEST. He’s one of my favorite characters, and I’d like to think of him in such a lovely, mysterious spot.
I too love the Tempest. Thanks for the reference.
I hope you see the film with Helen Mirren as Prospera–I wasn’t fond of the other actors, but she is “spot on” as the British like to say. The idea to film in the volcanic regions of Hawaii was brilliant. It’s worth the whole film to hear her monologue atop those crags of volcanic ash! 🙂