The Navajo people call this country the Land of the Long Shadows. It's easy to see why. Come afternoon, the lowering sun sends canyon walls and towering spires into sharp relief. Shadows from the canyon fall across the face of Baxter's Butte and the abandoned diggings of the Never Mine. Lazy clouds drift by and crickets sing in the canyon bottoms even as the upper cliffs are still bathed in the warm light of day. This is the time when the last train from San Lorenzo will return, shifting cars at the mill siding as the long shadows fade into night.
Background added in Adobe Photoshop. All else as modeled.