“The goal of life is living in agreement with nature.” –Zeno
While walking to Waterfall Number Ten, I couldn’t help but wonder—what surprise could possibly top the last?
At this point, I’m convinced: I’m madly in love with Spring Bank. And then, I saw it. Waterfall Number Ten. I was stunned.
The trees stood tall like proud guardians, gently parting to let the golden sun shine through. The sky above was brilliant blue, and the soft clouds floated by, as if they too had come to admire the view. Nature was in perfect harmony, and Waterfall Number Ten let each element play its part in the masterpiece.
This waterfall reminded me of Waterfall Number Nine—it had that same dreamy emerald green pool at the base. It was large and deep, commanding attention with its quiet power. Alongside Waterfalls Four, Nine, and Seven, this one joined the list of Spring Bank’s grand beauties.
I stood in awe. Nature doesn’t need makeup. She is beauty in its purest form.
And of course, I had to capture the moment—okay, maybe more than a few moments. My tour guide turned full-on photographer and videographer, helping me take some of my favorite shots yet. I climbed into the water and suddenly felt like a model on the cover of a nature magazine.
There I was: a princess in her element. Strolling in my swimwear. Wrapped in sunlight, emerald water, and all the lushness of Spring Bank. In my feminine energy—with a touch of magic.
But take note—while this waterfall is breathtaking, it’s also deep and potentially dangerous. If you’re not a confident swimmer, admire it from the edges and soak up the beauty safely.
A weekend escape to the hills of Jamaica does more than clear your head—it nourishes your soul.
Spring Bank is my sanctuary. Every chance I get, I return to its embrace.
In the tapestry of this magical place, every tree, stone, and waterfall is a brushstroke, painting St. Thomas in cool tones and warm nostalgia.
Some days, I still can’t believe it’s real. I wouldn’t mind getting lost in this dreamscape forever—aside from the occasional wild hog encounter, of course.
There’s something about the sound and power of rushing water—from the rivers to the waterfalls—that speaks to my spirit. As the sky blushed pink and dusk set in, we ended the day on the most beautiful note.
I’ll admit it—I’m a sucker for big waterfalls. And Waterfall Number Ten? She delivered. But even with all this beauty…Waterfall Number Three still holds my heart.
What about you? Did Waterfall Number Ten steal your heart, or are you still loyal to another? Let me know in the comments below—What’s your favorite waterfall so far?
See you at Waterfall Number Eleven!
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You've discovered my blog. I'm delighted you're here. Maybe it's destiny. I'm Doreen Lillian Scarlett welcome to Nature's Sweet Escapes where I go on the far side of Instagram to document and share my adventures.