On my last morning in the Tetons I was waiting on some Moose to make their way down to the Snake River. While I was waiting the sun began to rise behind them and slowly fill the valley with light. I made the cottonwood trees really pop and illuminated the ridges of the ledges in the valley. All while this Moose Cow grazed in the sage brush with a bull somewhere just out of sight.
From Grand Teton National park