In the last light of the day, horses drift across the open plains, their shadows stretching long over the fading gold. The quiet is almost overwhelming, only the hush of wind through brittle grass, The prairie holds its breath as the sun slips low, The horses pause as if appreciating it all, and in that stillness, the wide West remembers itself vast, untouched, and quietly alive. Image captured near Glendo, Wyoming Summer 2017 Canon 5D Mark II Canon EF 70-200mm f/2.8L 1/400 sec f/4.5 90 mm ISO 250