The view out the bathroom window of the motor home while camped in New Mexico.
We have a huge window across the back of the motorhome, so I have tried to take a picture out that window at each campsite.
I always thought it looked like the windmill was the “speaker” or maybe a “singer”, and all of the rocks were seated in an auditorium listening with rapt attention to him. The little orange-y grasses on the ground provide an interesting leading trail up to the windmill. There weren’t a lot of campers there then because it was still pretty chilly, but the ambience is that there is no one else within a hundred miles in any direction!
City of Rocks is an amazing place.