This is a shot I captured near sunset in Indian Canyon, a large drainage that has been grazed by cattle (and sheep) for generations. While still used, it is near Canyonlands National Park and a large part is covered by the Indian Creek Recreation Area. Though there remain grazing allotments, there are nowhere near as many stock on these lands as in its heyday in the late 1800s and early 1900s.
The rock monolith, called North Six-Shooter Peak, a type seen in so many western movies, was too tempting for me. I had to run to catch the sun before it sank into the clouds behind the peak. Along with the falling-down barbed wire fence and scattered sad-looking bunchgrass, it makes for a picture that to me represents the country more than most of my more beautiful pictures. Let me know if you agree or disagree. I love all comments and feedback! I hope your weekend is going well.