This image inspires me a lot. As I was heading towards Dales, heavy gust started as I was fighting my way through the wind, the rain began. Every drop hitting my face with it washed away my hopes for getting a good image. The condition was so dynamic, the light was changing rapidly, but just in a blink, the dark, moody sky wiped away the morning twilights.
The lone tree was standing firm, facing against the gust. Then, all of a sudden, the wind stopped, peaceful, quiet. This was surreal. Nature always finds a way to surprise you and teach you that every calamity is overcome by endurance.
