I wanted to take a night shot of the Cathedral Rock (that I had seen a few years earlier but didn't take a good photo of it) under the full moon and fresh snow. It took me several years of driving up to Yosemite when there was snow storm and one night I got lucky.
It was around 11 PM when the storm stopped and sky started to clear up. I drove to the spot set my camera and I was able to take two images before the mist disappeared.
While I was taking the long exposure photo all alone in middle of night. There was such profound sense of being so small in a universe so much vaster than what I'm able to comprehend.
Out of nowhere, this coyote quietly walked up to me and stood right next to me looking the same view. I wasn't sure if it was going to bite me or do anything, but it seemed so harmless that I just looked at it and then we both looked at the view. Shortly after the coyote walked away and the mist vaporized, but left something indelible in me.