Land and water embrace the encroaching light and exploding colours. The warming sun sends the blowflies buzzing. Tiny insects dance across the water, leaving ripples in their wake.
Once again, a scream resonates through the waking day. In the distance, the red-tailed predator gives warning that the hunt continues for its next meal.
The breeze picks up. The scent of soon to come rain plays through the tall grasses swaying and dancing in the wind.
The view of the meadow crawling up the hills. The day comes alive to the chorus of morning sounds. Across the valley, the foothills reach out to the majestic mountains shrouded in black. Their tips bathed in the softening colours of the day.
Captured in the mind. A comforting memory to replay on a future whim. A 360 degree picture of rejuvenating bliss stored in the brain. Burned into the soul.