It is a very interesting and yet, a quite obvious metaphor, to name a waterfall. I had never thought that a waterfall could resemble the veil of a bride, but someone did, particularly for this one.
The above photograph shows the waterfall from the official viewing point, but from Seixal beach, you also have a great view of it.
To me, it looks more as if the mountain was crying to the ocean. In an effort to try to release its sorrows to the wide open ocean, from whose deeps the mountain once emerged, many many years ago. As if, in a way, it would like to return there. But, seeing it as an impossibility, it pours it’s frustration to the sea, taking at least a but of it to its place.
The Winged Bone 
Hi! I really like your interpretation of the waterfall and have to admit that this is also what I have thought many times while on Madeira. Especially now, where there was this big storm in the north, it seems like the island is crying – or maybe just filled up with water and trying to get rid of it! I enjoy reading your posts about my favorite island 🙂 hope to read more and see more nice pictures. I am currently in Austria and hoping to be back in Madeira soon – building my house there 🙂 well, hopefully, next year at least. If you are interested in my Madeira story you can check out my blog http://www.thecliffmadeira.com
All the best, Hana
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Thanks for your lovely comment Hana! I hope you’re house is safe from the latest storms in the island. All the best xx
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