There were orange-hued colors

It was Saturday. I was standing in a field, looking at the landscape. It was in full autumn splendor. There were orange-hued colors, and the air was crisp and clean. The sun was rising over the mountain. The sky was a beautiful shade of blue with white clouds. For those moments, it was nice just to focus on what was directly in front of me, and nothing else. I was calm and relaxed.