On our way back from Glacier National Park on highway 85 in western North Dakota I stopped to take a late-afternoon picture of this prairie cemetery. We've probably driven by this cemetery a dozen times over the years and I've always sworn I was going to get a picture. This time I did.  I had to dodge cowpies as the cemetery was surrounded by open pasture.  This cow was watching me closely. I made sure there were no bulls among the cows.  I also eyed the barbed-wire fence to see if I could hurdle it in a pinch.  On the way back to the car I saw these sunbeams shining down on the golden fields. Whoever said the prairie isn't pretty?