It was almost sundown, and we were wrapping up a day of shooting.
The ranch foreman was off in the distance, in a field of grass, checking on a herd that had just been moved.
I tracked him as he went, and as he looked into the late afternoon sun, raking across the pasture, it lit up his left side, and I hit the shutter.
It could have worked had I left it in color, but I just felt it had a better look with a slight sepia-tinged B&W conversion, a gentle homage to the ancestors of the ranch owner, who first came and settled here over 100 years ago.
