There's one thing about winter in the high deserts of the American West: the clarity of the sky. It's a deep, open, endless blue, nothing like the washed out pale colours of London.
At 6000 feet up, you're high above the pollution and the smog of the low lying cities. And as the moon rises in the cold blue afternoon sky, you can almost reach out and touch, a piece of silver in the deep sky.

Petrified Forest, Arizona
November 2009
At 6000 feet up, you're high above the pollution and the smog of the low lying cities. And as the moon rises in the cold blue afternoon sky, you can almost reach out and touch, a piece of silver in the deep sky.

Petrified Forest, Arizona
November 2009
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