Serene stream
My first picture of the Milky Way. We had descended from the hut to stargaze, peacefully settled beside a stream, facing the Mont-Blanc massif. The silvery peaks still shone under the starlight, while the stream whispered softly. The nights were quite tiring: we didn’t have a tent that year, so we spent considerable time ascending and descending to the hut whenever we had pictures to take. That night, after a late return around 1 am, we woke up at 4:30 to capture the sunrise.
My first picture of the Milky Way. We had descended from the hut to stargaze, peacefully settled beside a stream, facing the Mont-Blanc massif. The silvery peaks still shone under the starlight, while the stream whispered softly. The nights were quite tiring: we didn’t have a tent that year, so we spent considerable time ascending and descending to the hut whenever we had pictures to take. That night, after a late return around 1 am, we woke up at 4:30 to capture the sunrise.
My first picture of the Milky Way. We had descended from the hut to stargaze, peacefully settled beside a stream, facing the Mont-Blanc massif. The silvery peaks still shone under the starlight, while the stream whispered softly. The nights were quite tiring: we didn’t have a tent that year, so we spent considerable time ascending and descending to the hut whenever we had pictures to take. That night, after a late return around 1 am, we woke up at 4:30 to capture the sunrise.