A little bit of soul
Mine … that they capture … every time I am with them.
Duke and Chrome there, checking me out while I sat on the ground watching the horses graze Saturday down off the east end (beyond the road) of the roller-coaster ridge. I have received more blessings than I could ever imagine, being privy to the lives of these wild horses.
It sounds like a broken record – non-irritating, I hope – but my most recent visit with the horses was one of the most magical ever. I have a couple thousand photos to go through, but all the horses graced me with sightings, everybody is relaxed and still fabulously furry, the weather couldn’t have been better (but seriously, it can snow, again, a lot), and I hope a great big trough-full of wild horse medicine is winging its way to my friends fighting cancer.
Grateful is a feeling I think of often while in the basin. Do me a little favor, you folks with horses: Go out and hug your horse with all the love in your heart. Be grateful for their place in your life. Carry that with you all day long … then do it again tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.
Blessings, indeed.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
Love this photo!! Grays and bays, two of my favorites! Along with black, sorrel, roan…… well you understand! Sounds like you had another marvelous time!
I understand well! Yep, another super-marvelous visit. Hard to put it all into words.
TJ