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Taken 1-Jul-22
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Category:Scenic
Subcategory:Sunset
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Keywords:Black, Butte, Gravelly, Montana, Mountains, landscape, mountain, reflection, sunset
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Dimensions10089 x 6726
Original file size33.2 MB
Image typeJPEG
Color spacesRGB
Date taken1-Jul-22 21:05
Date modified9-Jul-22 09:45
Shooting Conditions

Camera makeNIKON CORPORATION
Camera modelNIKON D850
Focal length18 mm
Focal length (35mm)18 mm
Max lens aperturef/3.5
Exposure1/10 at f/11
FlashNot fired
Exposure bias0 EV
Exposure modeManual
Exposure prog.Manual
ISO speedISO 64
Metering modeSpot
Biscuits and Honey

Biscuits and Honey

Biscuits and Honey

In the evening, when the conditions are just right, light becomes so much more than just something your eyes see. During the day, light travels relatively unencumbered through the atmosphere. As the day nears it’s end, the sun pushes its light through much more of our atmosphere. Light becomes palpable, almost a liquid. The air itself feels as if you could reach out and feel the light pour through your fingers. Everything the light touches becomes dipped in glorious shades of yellow, orange and red. Shadows lengthen, giving depth and dimension to how we perceive what our eyes are seeing. Up in the high country, the mountains change before your very eyes. What looked like a flat, evenly lit surface, now shows its depth as shadows fill in the low spots and accentuate the high places. That liquid light drips down the mountain tops like honey running over the edge of a hot, buttered biscuit. It pours down the cliffs, drips between the trees, and flows between the rolling hills at the forests edge. If the mountain is a mouth watering, flaky biscuit, then the clouds are the vessel that contains the honey. They hover over the mountains absorbing light and storing it until just the right moment. As they sun nears the horizon, they just can’t hold any more light. This is the moment we wait for, when gilded light pours from the sky, blanketing the landscape in comforting light. Everything the light touches becomes more beautiful. This light is so powerful that even the shadows are enhanced. All of creation holds its breath in anticipation of this unimaginable beauty. Then as the colors fade, the exhale is nearly audible as we all process what we’ve just experienced and prepare to witness the next event: the unveiling of the stars.