Glacial Valley Passage #2: Dusk

A crushing flood of ice once carved out this valley where only a river remains. Hints of an even earlier geologic upheaval, that actually created these mountain ridges angle upward like ascending musical scales through gray rock. I traced snow gathering in crevices with a rust color to express the etched surfaces of the ancient ridge. Dusk falls upon the valley, and deepening cloud cover infuses the scene with a romantic nostalgia.  A last beam of sunlight in the foreground washes across colorful drifts of spring flowers.