Taken at Thousand Island Lake in the Ansel Adams Wilderness, Sierra Nevada Mountains, California on October 6th, 2012
Thousand Island Lake has always struck me as a magical place. A place of great and stark beauty where mountains soar and waters reflect the sky. And in the lake itself are dozens of tiny granite islets harboring meadows, dwarf pine trees, and a chipmunk or two. The real magic of the place comes out during calm evenings and mornings when these little granite worlds sit in the still reflection of the lake, seemingly floating in the sky.