The wind of Föhn with its strong gusts swept the ridges, creating snow sculptures and transforming the highest peaks in a sort of steaming volcanoes. I was in the wind storm, these are times when you feel helpless against the fury of nature, which seems to want to unleash hell around you, without to leave you a moment of peace. When was the moment of sunset, the light began to gently lick the snow, which lifted by the wind, began to create beautiful golden trails. By capturing this moment, I think of being able to isolate the beauty of the moment, turning the noise of the wind in a magnificent moment of peace. Location: Passo Rolle, San Martino di Castrozza, Dolomites, Italy. Personal web site: http://ift.tt/1IuZEGZ via 500px http://ift.tt/1CW7nLV
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