Waiting for Dawn in the Painted Hills

I sat on this hillside, surrounded by wild grass and sagebrush. The wind shifted the grasses around me, moaning against the colored hills that lay sleeping in the shadows of night. I lifted my cold hands to my mouth, breathing warm air on them...waiting...waiting for the sun to crest the hill. The distant sky warmed and I lifted my camera in anticipation. The new sun slid over the hills and bathed me in its light, spinning the shadows away and setting the colors on fire around me.

 

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