I love black and white photography. There is something about the monochromatic print that captures a timeless feel. With the fresh dusting of snow on the peaks, I felt that this image definately needed to be black and white.
As I was set up with my camera and tripod, waiting for the light, the rancher stopped to tell me the story of this homestead. He said his great grandfather homesteaded this in 1910. He said that to make enough money to survive, his great grandfather had to work in the mines in Butte and send the money home to his family. He said that they let the house go because their well didn't strike water. A simpler time wasn't as simple as a person might think.