At that last trails end.

The ranch hand

Face to face

Out of the depths

The approaching storm

Warriors

When sleep wont come

Kicking up dust

As waves swell

Honey

Evidently the answer was no.

Just down the path.

Well hello Whitey/SOLD

The Lagoon

The Lost

Sun down

At the beach

Gloriosity

As evening approaches

Gumshoe/SOLD