In 2014, I took a trip to visit friends in New York City. I had long wanted to take photos of the Brooklyn Bridge, so I convinced my friends to join me on a photography expedition. Our biggest challenge was the cloudy weather that made finding good light a challenge. Fortunately for us, New York creates its own light if you wait long enough.

I’ve previously posted two other photos of the pedestrian bridge over the rail yard in Laramie, Wyoming. The first one featured the bridge after sunset during blue hour, and the second one showed a big wide angle view of the bridge and the rail yard right before sunset. This is the third photo of the series, showing the motion of a train passing through the rail yard with a colorful sunset in the background.

In 2018, I did a solo backpacking trip to Quartz Lake in Colorado’s South San Juan Wilderness. When planning this trip, I had in mind three photos – a sunset, nighttime, and sunrise photo. I’ve already posted two photos from this trip before – the nighttime photo showing Mars and the Milky Way and the sunrise photo showing the surrounding ridges over Quartz Lake. This photo is the third from the series – the sunset photo taken shortly after I had arrived at the campsite.

When I lived in Colorado, I loved driving from Denver to the Rocky Mountain National Park to hike and take photos. One of my favorite spots was the Forest Canyon Overlook, which I featured in another photo I shared a while back. This overlook from the top of the spectacular Trail Ridge Road offers unparalleled views of the surrounding mountains, valleys, and tundra, making it a must see location for any landscape photographer.

Rainstorms can change a scene quickly – from dramatic, to light, to cloudy again in an instant. The weather in Vermont had been incredibly rainy on our trip, and I had already been fortunate to capture a wonderful photo of Kenyon’s Barn about 20 minutes prior during a brief moment when the sunset could peak through and create some color. After the sunset, the remaining clouds became darker and more ominous, while fog begin to rise from the wet ground. Enough light remained that I could still find some pictures, and I settled on this wonderful barn that I had passed by many times but never photographed.