I made this image from the foothills of the Superstition Mountains, about 30 miles east of Phoenix. Dozens of slender Saguaro Cactus plants echo the repeating utility poles that line a suburban roadway at left. The work of man and the product of nature mingle in the dusk, as the eye sweeps back into a vista of the metropolitan area known as the “Valley of the Sun.” It is indeed the golden light of the sun itself that creates the atmosphere and mood of this image. As we move back towards the layers of mountains in the background, we can even make out the tiny cluster of transmission towers atop Phoenix’s well-known South Mountain at the upper center of the image. While much of the foreground, as well the massive mountains in the distance, are the work of nature, the work of man carries the eye deep into this image. The road at left leads the eye towards the far distant transmission towers on South Mountain, which, in turn, echoes the upright line of utility poles in the foreground. There is a large home at the left edge of the frame, and the sun reflects off the rooftops of distant buildings that fill the valley beyond.