Was out hiking in the Northern Canadian mountains this morning at around 5:00 am when out of nowhere, a cold breeze began to tear through the the great Algonquin canyons. At around 3000 ft of altitude coming closer and closer to the edge, I decided to set up camp and wait out the blizzard. After a short nap with my pet bear, I peered through the canvas of my orange tent and saw this beautiful scene of a wind swept pine on the very edge of the cliff.
Taken with my new canon 50mm 1.8 I got for Christmas
What a beautiful story. You have a pet bear ?