Big Sur in February is special in its own way. The ice plant is green and the early morning fog blankets the coastline and shrouds the hills until finally the sun starts to reveal the beauty hidden from sight. It's magic and natures sleight of hand makes one just stop and enjoy the reveal. I usually stay with my friend in Big Sur and study the Land for a week to capture an iconic statement of her beauty.
Big Sur in February is special in its own way. The ice plant is green and the early morning fog blankets the coastline and shrouds the hills until finally the sun starts to reveal the beauty hidden from sight. It's magic and natures sleight of hand makes one just stop and enjoy the reveal. I usually stay with my friend in Big Sur and study the Land for a week to capture an iconic statement of her beauty.