Though I was aiming to observe the sun rising over the Atlantic on this cool March morning, I never even made it out to the beach. Instead, I found my reward in trying to capture the fast-changing morning light filtering through the amazingly twisted branches of salt pruned and wind-blown live oaks. These trees were just behind the dunes about two hundred feet from the beach, and not far from the Hampton Inn.
Painted on location.
April 27 - May 9, 2012
The Lodge at Little St. Simons Island
Little St. Simons Island, Georgia