To experience paradise one must find that place where the heart joins the land in perfect harmony. For me, that place is the High Desert of southern Arizona. It is here that serenity rises with mornings first flickering light and endures throughout all waking moments. Each day brings a new adventure. Each morning delivers a renewed hope.
Morning here is different. There is no morning dew in the high desert. That gorgeous film of moisture gains no footing in the arid desert heat. But we do have its equal. As if God decided it was too grand a vision to deny, during the early morning sunrise shimmering brilliance is born of the suns rays flashing in phosphorescent flashes from the branches of the high desert fauna.
It was amongst this lustrous spectacle that a white stallion stood, serene and majestic, while he surveyed his domain. Surrounded by an aura of golden light he staked his claim as the master of this moment. Here, where generations of his forefathers roamed free, he was at one with the land.
This was the quintessential western landscape, iconic and moving. This was the paradise that I had sought my entire life. In answer to the prayers of a man once lost in the fractured rush of the industrial madness of overpopulated cities, I had arrived home. To capture and relate the beauty of this world is my tribute of thanks to Gods great gift to me. To witness and scribe His glory is my mission. I could not be more blessed.
Shoot Date: November 10, 2018
Canon EOS 5D Mark IV
Aperture priority ¹⁄₁₀₀₀ sec at f/11 ‒ 2 EV
Lens: EF16-35mm f/4L IS USM @ 16 mm