Waterfalls are something I saw often in my youth, though usually they were actually dams.
This, however is a real waterfall.
Hamilton has dozens of them. It's a waterfall capital of some sort.
I see this look-out location, someone has decided to colour-up the bland grey-blue of steel with more of a dark blue paintcan scrawl. This locale, considered more a part of nature than the downtown of a city, has been brought not only some Hamilton steel, but some Hamilton colour.
While this harsh spray-paint to some may be loud, what speaks louder is the waterfall itself. 
We need more of this loudness from the Earth, perhaps. Or maybe just more listening; a thunderstorm passing over a city is no less loud than outside of one.
A lone bird call, however, is generally drowned out in an urban context, yet seem to have no problems at a waterfall.
Taken near Waterdown, Ontario on the Bruce Trail.
