Vanishing Spirits
On a golden November evening in 2023, the Wild Horses of Arizona rode across the Salt River plain, their silhouettes etched against a burning sky. Dust rose from their hooves and caught the sunset’s fire, wrapping them in a halo of light. These rare and vanishing spirits of the desert moved like living echoes of freedom, and I was deeply blessed to capture their fleeting grace.
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