A serene moment in the early morning

Wu Yuan, JiangXi

I wasn't gone fishing in the last few days, I was here in exquisite Wu Yuan, trying to capture the beauty of its magnificent untainted rural landscape, while the canola was covering every conceivable open ground with its bright neon yellow flowers.  The color liven up the never boring farmlands that change their crop with the season, bringing an ever-changing hue, luminance and texture as spring, summer, fall and winter alternate like clockwork.  Here I was, early in the morning, at 6:47, waiting for the first rays of sunlight to shine on the blooming canola.  The morning mist was still lingering around the village in the valley, the glowing morning sun was about to light up the sky at the eastern corner, and I was, perching on top of this terraced fields that was the result of hundreds of years of cultivation, enjoying the serene moment before the start of anther busy day. Nothing was stirring, everything remained quiet.