Antelope Island as I've seldom witnessed it. I watch as the heavens open and the rains in the distance caress the snow covered mountains of late winter....somewhere between light and darkness.
More From Mark Seawell
A Utah morning
Silver City
In the earth
From the dunes
As the moon fades
A hidden land
As the storm came
The field of mystic dreams
Trees at the summit
Of morning
The one
The light of Bryce
Morning Row
Reverence
Fallen roof
Majestic Hidden
Last touch
The falls of spring
The Heavens Above
A bridge too far
On reflection
Hidden
In the shadows
Reach to the sky
Vantage Point
Still
Monet in autumn
As the light emerged
Glory at the summit
Until tomorrow
Island of Light
Fog of morning
The light in the chamber
In the grip
Somewhere between light and darkness
Beyond the light
Early moments
Jazz Man..Reflections
Winter begins
Moonset Death Valley
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