Last winter, I arose early at the ranch and took a ride up the Sierra Madre road with my friend Teri. We took our good cameras and shot at least 500 pictures as we climbed to the top of the ridge, marveling at the panoramic view of the Cuyama Valley far below. As the sun rose, we bathed in the beautiful soft light breaking across the rocks. When we came upon this glorious scene, it took my breath away, and I have thought about painting it ever since. The shadows were challenging, but I am happy with the result, as it has a spiritual, ethereal quality that says all is right with the world.