When I woke up this morning there was no doubt: we weren't in Arizona anymore, Toto. The light coming in through our bedroom window had a distinctly white/blue/grey tone. For the last ten days I had been seeing nothing but light of a yellow/orange variety. It's amazing to me that, while the quality of the light is something that appeals to me in a huge way in both the Yukon and Arizona, the nature of it can be so different.
I took more than 200 photographs on our trip, partly because a friend loaned me her digital SLR and I wanted to play around with it. I'm no artiste but it's fun to see how different cameras "see" things and of course having the camera perform better in lower light conditions is a bonus - especially because I'm lazy and often use the ol' auto settings.
Here are a few of my favourite light, sun and shadow images from our trip:
In Organ Pipe National Monument:
On the Apache Trail in the Superstition Mountains near Phoenix:
Driving towards Tucson on highway 79:
Phoenix at dusk:
And this is what the light looked like back at home today. Pretty, but definitely not southwestern.
That's okay. I'm ready to be back. I am so thankful that I have the means to travel but I am even more grateful that I have a happy home.