Storm at Grand Canyon-Edit I got up at 3 a.m that cold December morning to drive from Sedona to the Grand Canyon. The sunrise was spectacular, but little did I know how big a treat I was in for. I’d checked the weather forecast the night before, but it didn’t say anything about the snowstorm that was rolling in that day. Ten hours into my trip, a heavy snowfall blanketed the roads and highways. Visibility got so bad I barely could see the lane dividers, and I kept swerving around the road at 15mph as I transited the mountain pass back to Sedona - this was an adventure to remember. After the adrenaline stopped pumping through my veins and my heart settled down a bit, I reviewed my photographs. The constantly-morphing light displays created by the clouds had inadvertently allowed me to capture these dramatic canyon photos and reminded me that with its wild and unpredictable power, nature is beautiful. Seeing the Grand Canyon up close made me realize once more how small we all are in the grand scheme of things.