I captured this scene while on a father-son road trip with my son Joshua.

I’ll never forget the primal stirrings, which produced tears on my cheek, the very first time I stood on the South Rim of the Grand Canyon.

For this scene, Josh and I, along with about fifty other people, sat along the edge of the canyon and waited the approaching sunset.  As the sky began to turn from blue to yellow, shadows fell in the canyon creating beautiful purple hues.

This scene is forever etched in my mind; my son, a light breeze on my face, oohs and aahs from the accompanying crowd, and the inexplicable grandeur of the Grand Canyon.

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