Light bounces around a sandstone slot canyon, where the walls look like the wind. 




A solitary tree swallowed by the immense backdrop of The Grand Canyon.
Surrendered to the elements: a sun burnt house slowly sinks into the forest as a truck rusts red in its final parking spot. 
Rolling mist and an enchanted forest. My personal favourite.
A dying tree glows white against the warm, reddy rock face of the Zion Narrows.
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