I stayed here for a bit, making photos of the sea crashing onto the beach as the sun set. It was idyllic and moving. Warm sun rays sprayed across the edge of town and the cold water crashed. Once the sun was gone, it was time to walk the streets and mingle before dinner.

The light bounces and plays along the alleyways of the Fes medina, where Moroccans wander this ambiguous labyrinth on foot every day.

Fall time in Paris means walks in the park and shopping for Christmas. The gardens and parks across the city fill with the golden autumn colors and the city transforms for it’s end of the year festivities.

It’s simplicity and elegance. Whether modern landscape photographers are proud of their emulations or not, when you see these scenes, I think you can’t help but shoot it and think “this is my ‘bliss’ shot”.