Monday, January 26, 2009
We woke up before dawn, stalked sights in the park during the day, we stopped the vehicle when I wanted to stop, and we stood breathlessly, quietly, waiting to see if the sun would create the perfect magic at sunset. And Ryan was such a good sport. He even walked up and down the rim of the canyon hunting out interesting views for me.
Monument Valley is gorgeous and magic. And silent. There are very few cars, and I didn't hear a plane all weekend. There was something spiritual about being awake before the dawn and waiting for nature to create something. Even the incredibly thick fog that hid the valley on Saturday morning was amazing. We couldn't even see the outline of the sun, and then about 10am everything started clearing up with fog swimming over all the amazing rocks.
And while I'm terrified to show these images which feel very personal to the perfectionist photographers I was on the trip with, I'm proud of them. But more then that, they're more then just pictures of a valley, they're memories of another great trip with my husband. So of course we had to have one picture of more then just the rocks. :-) I blame the skewed angle on the wind. Mother Nature didn't feel like this picture had to be perfect.
(oh, and look at yesterday's post. turns out Photoshop does make things better...)
I'm Amanda. I'm an engineer in an industry full of men, a professional wedding and family portrait photographer, a firefighter's wife, a traveler, and a dogMa.