When Time Stood Still

Blisters, rain, and a cold wind at my back. Since dawn, I had followed a narrow mountain trail through low cloud and steady rain. The higher I climbed, the greyer the world became. The landscape offered little encouragement, and I began to wonder why I was there at all.

Then, just as I considered turning back, the clouds began to break.

A shaft of sunlight found its way through the mist, illuminating the valley below for only a few fleeting moments. The light was gone almost as quickly as it appeared.

But sometimes, a few seconds are all it takes to change the memory of an entire day.

5th June 2019

Quba Rayon Mountain Range

Azerbaijan