Aslan (Western Montana)
As morning gave way there were no colors in the sky. I was disappointed, but only for a few minutes as suddenly light began spilling through the clouds! And then more spots in the sky opened up and a crescendo of rays shown into the valley below! The western larch became ablaze with golden color and the snow covered pines up higher shone radiantly white. The kind of light a photographer can only dream of. Aslan is on the move.
As morning gave way there were no colors in the sky. I was disappointed, but only for a few minutes as suddenly light began spilling through the clouds! And then more spots in the sky opened up and a crescendo of rays shown into the valley below! The western larch became ablaze with golden color and the snow covered pines up higher shone radiantly white. The kind of light a photographer can only dream of. Aslan is on the move.
As morning gave way there were no colors in the sky. I was disappointed, but only for a few minutes as suddenly light began spilling through the clouds! And then more spots in the sky opened up and a crescendo of rays shown into the valley below! The western larch became ablaze with golden color and the snow covered pines up higher shone radiantly white. The kind of light a photographer can only dream of. Aslan is on the move.