Every morning I try to run to the waterfall and to wash my face with it’s water. My grandmother told me to do so, she said it purifies and gives you a divine energy, also takes the sorrows away. My sorrows didn’t go away, but it makes me feel connected with this place. Here waterfalls are considered as a living force, temples are often built next to them. 

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After going to the onsen in the evening I pass by the park to see the waterfall again in the dark, the sound is so strong in the night when there are no other sounds. A lantern illuminates green plants growing on the rocks and strong foamy flows of water. 

There’s a legend about Jorogumo, a woman-spider, a mistress of the waterfall. Once a woodcutter met a beautiful girl at the waterfall and fell in love. He started to visit her every day, but was becoming weaker and weaker. A priest from a temple of the village was suspecting that the woodcutter was enchanted by a Jorogumo, the mistress of the waterfall, so once he accompanied him to sing the sacred texts and try to save the woodcutter. When the woodcutter stood next to the water, a spider thread went out of the waterfall and reached the woodcutter, at this moment the priest let out a yell that made the thread disappear. When the woodcutter understood that the woman was a ghost Jorogumo, he still persisted and tried to get a permission for a marriage from the local tengu  (the spirit of the mountain and forest). When tengu refused his request, he ran to the waterfall where he was entangled in the spiderweb and disappeared.