It is hard for me to imagine how much time, how much energy, it took for this river to have created such a gorge in this area. Yet, traveling south, the river continues to flow, but has not etched itself so deeply into the earth.
Rivers provide sources of water for many things in our lives that we take for granted – irrigation of the fields that produce the food required for our subsistence, water for livestock and wildlife, to fill our aquifers, to flow into our oceans. Sitting beside a river, listening to the rush of the water, the burbles as the water flows over rocks, soothes our souls and releases our imaginations.
When we visited the dam in March, the water level was low. How much of that was due to lack of rainfall and snow in the mountains and how much was due to March being towards the end of their dry season, I do not know.
I know only that it’s frightening – the way we use our water, our blind belief that it will last forever. Our failure to recognize that, like all natural resources, it is finite. It is not endless. Sustainability requires that we conserve, preserve, think to the future. South of Truth or Consequences, the flow this March was but a trickle.
We need to use enough, but not squander. Is mankind capable of doing this?