
One of my earliest memories is attending the Washington D.C. Temple open house in the fall of 1974. I vividly recall the awe-inspiring structure, the detailed artwork, the quiet sense of reverence, and the excitement my parents felt about having a temple so close. Not long after the dedication, however, our family relocated to Austin, Texas. For the next eight years we were in the Mesa Arizona Temple District — a 16-hour drive from where we lived. It was during our time in Austin that I took on my first job at the age of 12, delivering newspapers in the afternoons and on weekend mornings. That paper route taught me the value of hard work, consistency, and dedication, as well as the importance of paying close attention to the weather. It was during those early morning deliveries that I developed a deep love for sunrises.
My father, a gifted artist and designer, spent my youth teaching me how to express what I saw through various artistic mediums. In 2009, my wife and I opened a restaurant in Huntsville, Utah, a picturesque mountain valley in Northern Utah. Surrounded by the natural beauty found there, I began capturing the sunrise through photography and quickly fell in love with the medium. A few years later, while returning home from Jackson Hole, Wyoming, I passed through Ogden during a clearing fall storm. The sunset was striking, and I stopped to photograph the Ogden Temple as the last light broke through the clouds. From that moment, I was hooked. Since then, I’ve been blessed to travel across the country, visiting and photographing magnificent temples—hoping to capture the rare and fleeting moments when sunlight transforms the world into something truly magical.
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