Like a Bierstadt
Sunset reflected in the flowing waters of the Merced in Yosemite Valley with Sentinel foot bridge in the distance. Traipsing though knee high snow I was surprised no one had yet wondered out to the river’s edge. As I arrived the sunset just list up the sky with intense color. A light fog formed over the river creating a soft glow in the distant forest. It was simply magical. —
Sunset reflected in the flowing waters of the Merced in Yosemite Valley with Sentinel foot bridge in the distance. Traipsing though knee high snow I was surprised no one had yet wondered out to the river’s edge. As I arrived the sunset just list up the sky with intense color. A light fog formed over the river creating a soft glow in the distant forest. It was simply magical. —
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