Etive mor - Scotland

The first rays of sunlight brushed the peak of Etive Mòr, setting it aglow like a beacon in the crisp morning air. Below, the rocky waterfall tumbled gracefully, its waters shimmering with the golden light of dawn. Overhead, the sky blazed with deep orange hues, as if the clouds themselves were set aflame by the rising sun. The bitter cold clung to the valley, but in that moment, warmth radiated from the beauty around me. It was a scene of pure magic—nature’s quiet masterpiece, reminding me that even the coldest mornings can bring the most breathtaking beginnings.