Driving along Highway 395 through the northern end of Eastern Sierra Nevada, I came across a mountain grouping unlike any I had seen yet. The way the clouds created an eerie stillness as they hugged the snow-covered peaks was mesmerizing and left me no choice but to pull over. As I was standing there I became even more intrigued with how the light and shadows made this more than scenery; it was a memory that demanded to be witnessed, and a series of images that needed to captured.