Orenda Spring at Saratoga Spa State Park
She was a favorite spring of mine before I even saw her. Orenda. The name alone drew me to her. Her. I don’t think I’m alone in giving the springs personification. Sputtering in rage with uncontrollable outbursts She. Fierce yet long-suffering with Endless patience the mother of tufa never-ending. A sensory delight. With various vantages,…