Monument Valley - Summer 2008 - Canon Eos 400D - M. Caciolli Monument Valley, a paradise in the open! We are in Arizona in the wild where it seems to still hear the echo of the Indians and cowboys.
An expanse of land punctuated by bright red as these massive red rock against a background of sky blue crayon.
An immense landscape where what is striking is its vastness, the breadth of vision that can not find the boundaries.
The wind that blows dolcemnet briuciata on this earth by the sun rays at sunset is the land that the fiery rocks transforming the landscape into a fiery explosion of ...
Riding between these monuments is an experiment like reliving the past, understand what they have experienced the Indian running with their horses in this land, feel in touch with nature and live strong and conflicting emotions.
Indian Land with all its contradictions, its spirituality and its strength, but definitely a magical place of great inner depth.
Mark Ilaria
An expanse of land punctuated by bright red as these massive red rock against a background of sky blue crayon.
An immense landscape where what is striking is its vastness, the breadth of vision that can not find the boundaries.
The wind that blows dolcemnet briuciata on this earth by the sun rays at sunset is the land that the fiery rocks transforming the landscape into a fiery explosion of ...
Riding between these monuments is an experiment like reliving the past, understand what they have experienced the Indian running with their horses in this land, feel in touch with nature and live strong and conflicting emotions.
Indian Land with all its contradictions, its spirituality and its strength, but definitely a magical place of great inner depth.
Mark Ilaria
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