I was hiking up early morning on Mission Peak, in Fremont, when the Sun began to break through. It started casting very long shadows on the grassy plains, accentuating their waviness. After I took this picture I noticed that solitary, red post at the bottom, valiantly contrasting itself against the otherwise green terrain. It was an ephemeral, magical moment, when everything seemed super quiet and in harmony. In the summer, this entire terrain turns yellow and brown.
