Michael Lyon<p>Driving through the open stretches of Rwanda’s eastern plains, the clouds shifted and let loose these gentle beams of light, soft, diffused, and almost celestial. It was one of those unexpected quiet moments where nature simply stops you.</p><p>No roaring wildlife this time. Just the wind in the grass, a distant bird in the sky, and the soft hush of an afternoon sky opening above the hills.</p><p><a href="https://photog.social/tags/RwandaLandscapes" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>RwandaLandscapes</span></a> <a href="https://photog.social/tags/NikonZ6" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>NikonZ6</span></a> <a href="https://photog.social/tags/TravelRwanda" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>TravelRwanda</span></a> <a href="https://photog.social/tags/VisitRwanda" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>VisitRwanda</span></a> <a href="https://photog.social/tags/MichaelLyonPhoto" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>MichaelLyonPhoto</span></a> <a href="https://photog.social/tags/Cloudscape" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>Cloudscape</span></a> <a href="https://photog.social/tags/LandscapePhotography" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>LandscapePhotography</span></a></p>