The problem with the Grand Canyon is that it doesn't look real. And unless you have some wicked fancy macro lens, your camera isn't going to help with that. It didn't take very long for me to realize that all my photos of the canyon were going to look exactly the same. Same rocks. Different angle. Each looking like a romantic painting of a striking landscape.
So! I turned to the local abundance of juniper trees for assistance. They make marvelous models, it turns out. They're so emotive, so friendly, so shockingly versatile, which is how I ended up with a series I'm calling, Juniper in Repose at the Grand Canyon.
First up, the model I like to imagine crept upon the canyon in the dead of night, then awoke to discover how close it had come to falling in, Juniper Startled:
Second, Juniper in Awe:
Third, the Juniper who wished to be a Condor:
Fourth, the Giving Juniper + Tessa:
And finally, Yesterday's Juniper (taken 1,000 feet down in the canyon wall):
There you have it: the Grand Canyon via the life and times of a juniper tree.