Light fades in falling hue,
Tonight tomorrow rests,
Lingering on new wings to fly,
The palette clean, an empty sky.
It was only fitting that the last Light I would see in the passing year be the alpine glow melting away across the bayou of southwest Louisiana. After spending so much of the past six months photographing there, a clear, cloudless evening was the purity I needed to begin thinking about a New Year, new hopes for this terrorized landscape and remember, how serenely beautiful is this wetscape and sky.
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