The Sangre de Cristo range, with late sun igniting Kit Carson peak. This is on the climb to one of the million "Willow Lakes" that dot the Rockies, underneath all the "Sheep" and "Bear" mountains and "Castle" peaks. I think their names might deserve a bit more thought. My favorite mountain names are actually along the Russian River in Alaska...."Right Mountain" and "Wrong Mountain". That's just funny to me. Speaking of names, I'll probably change this title when I come up with something more eloquent or clever.
I've really been trying to push the foregrounds lately, and these sunlit rocks quickly became my favorite part of the piece.