Taciturn Pride

I stood watching the men get ready to tend the cattle, my eyes drawn to the fascinating variety of their well-worn gear. From their shirts and coats to their hats, gloves and boots — every item was a perfect fit, moving easily as they moved. Saddling their horses, they adjusted bridles and stirrups with a sure, practiced economy. The focused attention and absence of any wasted movement reminded me of warriors donning their armor before battle.

Tools and farm implements were hung on the wall of the stable, framing the door to an adjoining room. When I asked where it led, I was invited to take a look.

As I stepped into the room, I couldn’t suppress an exclamation of surprise. It was filled with all the saddles, harnesses, and other gear accumulated over a century of ranching history. Through the dust, each item glowed with a rich patina of age, like the shining armor of a long-ago warrior. In this dimly lit room filled with dramatic imagery, the edge-to-edge sharpness of the Sigma DP1 Merrill’s bright, wide-angle lens was exactly what I needed.

The dimly lit tack room, captured in fine detail with the Sigma DP1 Merrill’s excellent low-light imaging.

Blaine in full riding gear. Mounted and ready to go, he seems transformed, like a legendary cowboy from long ago.

Captured with the Sigma DP1 Merrill’s wide angle of view, the scarred surface of a workbench is reborn as a work of contemporary art.

A variety of tools are hung on the workshop wall. The ranch’s isolation demands self-sufficiency in all things, and the ability to repair virtually any kind of farm equipment or machinery.

The raised wood grain of a weather-beaten wall is testament to the bitterly cold winter winds that sweep through the high desert.

  • Chapter 01 : A Timeless Song
  • Chapter 02 : Taciturn Pride
  • Chapter 03 : A Cowboy’s Armor
  • Chapter 04 : Living Together


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