In the embrace of the night, I embarked on a nocturnal adventure to capture the ethereal beauty of the Milky Way. As I stood beneath the starlit sky, the Punta Nariga lighthouse stood tall, bathed in the gentle glow of the galaxy's arch above.
However, this time, I sought to add a unique touch to the scene. Instead of positioning the lighthouse at the center, I chose to frame a powerful and captivating foreground that mirrored the beauty of the celestial arc. By exploring the rugged cliffs surrounding the lighthouse, I discovered captivating rocks that added strength and depth to the composition.
The result is a harmonious blend of elements: the majesty of the Milky Way, the steadfast lighthouse, and the captivating rocks united to create a symphony of celestial wonders. I couldn't be happier with the outcome of this magical encounter.
May this photograph mark the beginning of many more journeys into the nocturnal realm, where creativity knows no bounds and
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Awe of the Cosmos (Single)
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I’m Álvaro Lamas, the human being behind the project Lost in Woodlands Photography.
I'm Irix Lens Ambassador also.
I feel at home in the woods, wandering amongst century-old trees, glimpsing as the mist sweeps down the mountain side to where the cold and crystalline waters of the rivers roar.
I feel at home wandering through those old paths that are hardly more than fuzzy trails in the undergrowth, and that lead me to places that hide amazing treasures.
I feel at home when I sit on the cold mossy rocks, still wet from the night dew, while the murmur of the waterfalls is the only thing that accompanies my thoughts.
Woods are my Home & There is where I belong.
I'm Irix Lens Ambassador also.
I feel at home in the woods, wandering amongst century-old trees, glimpsing as the mist sweeps down the mountain side to where the cold and crystalline waters of the rivers roar.
I feel at home wandering through those old paths that are hardly more than fuzzy trails in the undergrowth, and that lead me to places that hide amazing treasures.
I feel at home when I sit on the cold mossy rocks, still wet from the night dew, while the murmur of the waterfalls is the only thing that accompanies my thoughts.
Woods are my Home & There is where I belong.
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