I was hiking along the rim of the Cliffs of Moher when this scene stopped me cold. Standing on the narrow edge with the Atlantic crashing far below, I felt the world drop away into nothing but rock, wind, and sea. The cliffs rose in rugged, ancient layers, and the composition came together in a single instant — the kind you don’t plan, you just recognize. It was one of those moments where the landscape feels bigger than time, and you’re just lucky enough to witness it.
I was hiking along the rim of the Cliffs of Moher when this scene stopped me cold. Standing on the narrow edge with the Atlantic crashing far below, I felt the world drop away into nothing but rock, wind, and sea. The cliffs rose in rugged, ancient layers, and the composition came together in a single instant — the kind you don’t plan, you just recognize. It was one of those moments where the landscape feels bigger than time, and you’re just lucky enough to witness it.