"Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it... White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise." - Gandalf
[This was shot with the aid of my dear friend Laura's boyfriend, Aaron, wayyyy up in the hills at the top of a hike in New Zealand, on the north island. There were sheep and cows everywhere, and wind farms on the horizon. Beyond where the sun was dipping down and grazing the water, the south island could be seen, shrouded in cloud and the swift approaching evening dark. Witnessing this fantastic sight, it was easy to imagine elvish ships sailing off toward Valinor, never to be seen again.
We were on our way down when I glanced over and saw the light's brilliance on the water. I fumbled over in much less a graceful manner than this photo would make it appear, frightening off lambs and sheep in my clumsy wake. Just earlier, we'd spent a good few hours walking around and observing the lambs at play and the absolutely breathtaking view.]