The deep red of the Hawaiian shoreline, forested thick in jungles of Koa and palm. The crystal water stretches out to infinity, and the waves gently, serenely, clap their way onto the break. You stand there, arms outstretched in the sun, the westernmost sunset, as west as west goes, and let the amber light illuminate you. The forest is red, the water is red, the sky is aflame in brilliance, and here you are, toes just in the water, at peace.