This is a very quick sketch on Grand Mesa in Colorado. It was quick partly because the sun was going down and I wanted to capture the glowing light. Well . . . that's the artsy story. The herd of cows massing on the hillside, acting like they were about to come charging down after me, occasioned my real sense of urgency. I managed to stall them long enough to finish by bellowing "Unchained Melody" at the top of my lungs. I don't know what they thought of that, but they stayed on the hill while I packed up and walked back to the car.