kurtlawson
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Watched Sunrise
Have you ever had the feeling you were being watched? At sunrise high up in the Temblor Range of mountains in the California Desert, a stone face watched over me as I watched over the spectacular scene among the vibrant blooming slopes of these young mountains. In the morning breeze purple-blue lupines dance as the thin clouds turn pink from the rising sun. After stumbling across this place I immediately became enamored with it. The entire wildflower color palette was amazing here, from the lupines to the yellow goldfields to the grasses littered with tiny orange fiddlenecks and distant patches of blue-purple phacelia. Within the minutes just before the harsh direct sunlight of the day would arrive, the soft glow of the day’s first light beautifully embraces the landscape. Such moments are my favorite.
Single exposure, a7r3 with 24-70 GM
Watched Sunrise by Kurt Lawson, on Flickr
Have you ever had the feeling you were being watched? At sunrise high up in the Temblor Range of mountains in the California Desert, a stone face watched over me as I watched over the spectacular scene among the vibrant blooming slopes of these young mountains. In the morning breeze purple-blue lupines dance as the thin clouds turn pink from the rising sun. After stumbling across this place I immediately became enamored with it. The entire wildflower color palette was amazing here, from the lupines to the yellow goldfields to the grasses littered with tiny orange fiddlenecks and distant patches of blue-purple phacelia. Within the minutes just before the harsh direct sunlight of the day would arrive, the soft glow of the day’s first light beautifully embraces the landscape. Such moments are my favorite.
Single exposure, a7r3 with 24-70 GM
Watched Sunrise by Kurt Lawson, on Flickr
