Two nights before I left the North Rim I made it to Cape Royal for my last sunset over the canyon for several months to come. The amazing light and the shadow shapes captured my imagination.
The resident Cape Royal Ravens hung around as if to say goodbye.
Ah, the golden hour.
When shadows fill the canyon.
And the temples glow.
Casting sharp-edged shadow copies of the terrain.
As the sun set the crescent moon showed.
I reluctantly bid good night and goodbye to the Grand Canyon vowing to return in the spring.
Tour more of the world at Our World Tuesday.
