The last minute 02
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Watching the sun’s last light from a rock above the river, we looked for otters in the patterns of the water. As the sun set behind a horizon speckled with balancing rocks, the new moon arrived, and the sky began to transform. These multi-exposures stretch that final minute into a memory of two beautiful friends lost in a landscape of shifting color and light.
The last minute 01
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Watching the sun’s last light from a rock above the river, we looked for otters in the patterns of the water. As the sun set behind a horizon speckled with balancing rocks, the new moon arrived, and the sky began to transform. These multi-exposures stretch that final minute into a memory of two beautiful friends lost in a landscape of shifting color and light.
