We rose hours before dawn one morning in Utah to get the shot you see featured at the top from the Mesa Arch in Canyonlands, Utah. The first three shots actually. There's something absolutely magical about watching the sun rise over a landscape you've never beheld before. The warm golden rays reveal something new, something that causes your eyes to grow wide and your heart to beat in your throat.
The shot of the tree is also from Canyonlands, Utah. The last two of the field are from Colorado. It was freezing that morning. Frost kissed the ground. I was bundled in a thick sweatshirt and cradling a tin mug of dark coffee in my chilled fingers. I walked around the sleepy campground with my camera slung around my neck, and watched a sun burning bright gold swell up over amber waves of grain. I loved the way these shots came out.
There's something about early mornings, at least for me. It's like there's a little bit of magic contained within them that makes it impossible for you to forget the potency of the experience. Something that leaves us in awe.
When was the last time you woke up with the sun? Do you have any cool sunrise stories? Do you find that there's just a bit of magic in the early mornings too? Comment below, I would love to hear your stories. :) I hope you have a lovely weekend my friend. Be sure to tune into the podcast on Monday...it's going to be real. Signing off for a weekend outdoors!