the last ice remaining, that clody-clear sky, the mythical walls of granite. the infinite horizon of the steppe.
Everything crossed by the neverending frozen wind.
When people ask about condition the endemic flora grow, well. its difficult to reproduce that conditions in other area of the planet i guess.
These images are from Laguna de Torre. one of the mytical walls i’ve mentioned. Was so windy that day that i had to sit dow, if i didn’t want to fly away.
i hope yoou like them