Yosemite is, without a doubt, one of my favorite places on earth. It doesn’t matter the time of year, the weather, or how crowded it is I can lose myself in the majesty of the park.
Spring has sprung and snow melt floods the waterfalls and creeks of Yosemite.
The morning sunrise comes slowly to the valley, leaving hidden pockets of fog and damp.
This is a shot from my first ever trip to Yosemite. We drove in at sunrise and caught the sun coming in over the meadows with few other people around. First trip there, first time ever shooting there, and I got this fantastic shot to remember it by.
Sunrise in the fall is one of my favorite times of the day. I love how everything gets a golden glow.
The aspen trees at the base of El Capitan; the deer love to come here to forage at dawn and dusk.
The Merced River at historic lows during the end of the California drought.