There’s always a certain magic in the gamble of a dawn shoot, and this moment proved why. I woke early in Valensole to skies drenched in the most vivid pinks I’ve ever seen. I knew I had to move quickly. Returning to the famous lavender fields on a warm July morning, I was lucky, late in the season, with no other photographers in sight, and long rows of unharvested lavender still standing.

It felt surreal to have this place to myself. The rising sun cast warm, complementary hues across the landscape, bouncing off delicate cirrostratus clouds and painting neon streaks across the sky. What makes this frame so special to me is its simplicity: natural symmetry, rows of purple guiding your eye toward the lone tree, a quiet subject holding its ground in a sea of colour.

Photo by: Bradley Basten