The Last Light on the Highlands
As the sun dips low, a final burst of warmth ignites the moorland, turning moss-covered stones into glowing fragments of amber. The stillness of the loch mirrors the sky’s shifting palette—deep blues and bruised grays—while distant mountains stand sentinel, their peaks cloaked in snow. This is not just a landscape, but a fleeting breath between day and night, where time slows and nature reveals its raw, untamed soul. The photographer captures not just a place, but a moment suspended—where light escapes, and silence speaks.
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1-8 March, guest voting
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