There’s something magical about winter sunrises — they’re my favorite to photograph. The air feels crisper, the colors deeper, and the quiet before dawn seems to hold its breath. At Montauk, the lighthouse glowed with holiday lights, standing bright against the deep blue of the ocean and sky. As the first light crept in, a soft yellow brushed the horizon, mirroring the warmth of the beacon above. I just stood there, listening to the waves and soaking in that quiet peace that only happens before the world wakes up.
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There’s something magical about winter sunrises — they’re my favorite to photograph. The air feels crisper, the colors deeper, and the quiet before dawn seems to hold its breath. At Montauk, the lighthouse glowed with holiday lights, standing bright against the deep blue of the ocean and sky. As the first light crept in, a soft yellow brushed the horizon, mirroring the warmth of the beacon above. I just stood there, listening to the waves and soaking in that quiet peace that only happens before the world wakes up.
This image is available for the following products: Metal Prints, Canvas Prints, Framed Prints, Prints & Posters
