Hoof Bath Moon Stockyard Dawn

Galvanized steel buckets sit on a lunar gray loading ramp under a pitch-black sky. Hard, airless sunlight strikes the reagent bottles and rubber hose, casting sharp, black shadows across the straw. Dust motes do not float; the dust lies static on the paper charts and metal surfaces. The midsummer Canadian stockyard equipment remains distinct against the void. Wind whips a paper chart, though no air exists to move it. The scene holds the texture of weather-worn agricultural realism despite the impossible black sky. A reflection of the sun glints off the rim of a steel bucket.