The picture begins at the bottom, as if you are in a sea of bolders/rocks. Capturing perfectly the look of what you would see standing in a forever sea of rocks. The rocks begin large, and slowly grow smaller as your eye stretches toward the horizon. At the horizon the rocks meet the base of a mystical mountain range, which stretches the span of the horizon, and continues back into more mounts. The top of the mountains are peeking through a scattered sky of clounds, which seem to be rising due to the first heat of the day. The clouds are bright white due to the sun rays beeming through a higher level of clounds. These rays rest peacefully and
Photo by Ansel Adams