“There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.”
“Hope is nature’s veil for hiding truth’s nakedness.”
I’ve photographed this waterfall before, but this was the first time I’ve seen the mist on the back side of the U-shaped cataract going straight up the far wall. It usually billows out, sometimes soaking anyone standing where I happened to be that day. And since I was using a long lens the “veil” that it was forming looks much closer than it actually was. In black and white I think it looks a tiny bit spooky.