Iron and Aspen
I love contrasting that sun baked, iron colored red rock against other bright colors! Fall mornings in Utah have such great light and energy to them; the low sun casting long shadows, the air cool and crisp, quiet. Across the field you occasionally hear the gentle breeze calmly gushing through those golden aspen leaves. The red dirt road makes your shoes dusty. A barbed wire fence with scrappy posts runs along the field. This is Utah.