Some more pix of Hollywood’s and Iya’s baby boy:
Such balance! Look at his heavenly zebra stripes and dark curled little ear tips. Just perfection! The sun had risen, and the light was marching steadily toward us, the roll of the Earth conquering the massive bulk of Knife Edge (to the right here).
Comanche, Kestrel and Winona were very nearby … I love this of Hollywood with two of his girls and one of his boys, wide expanse of sunlit basin behind them – dawn of another day. Comanche’s and Hollywood’s have often been near each other this year – since winter. ‘Nona and Tenaz like to play together … Piedra, Baylee and Kestrel all used to be with the same band (Baylee and Kestrel, at least, are likely half-sisters (daddy: Steeldust)) … what (else) draws them together?
Still keeping an eye on Comanche.
Hello, beautiful! Look what a treasure you have!
Going back into the “vault” …
Iya as a babe with mama Houdini! She was 2 days old in this photo (her exact birth date is known), about the age I think her baby is here – see how big she was? A bit longer-bodied, and her legs go on for miles.
How fun is that?! 🙂
Sticking out the tip of his little pink tongue.
I’m a sucker for family portraits.
We know what the mamas are thinking … what do the daddies think about these little creatures who suddenly appear with the family? They KNOW they’re to be protected … Are they proud? Do they know they had a part in the little’s existence? Anthropomorphic, sure, but I’d still love to know!
Essentials: baby and mama and daddy.
What a fantastic morning! I admit that when I first saw them and saw that light little “shadow” at Iya’s side, I yipped and yay’d with delight. Something about the miracle of birth … in such a place … wild circle of life. Death and birth – and, most important, life. They don’t need our help … and yet they do. Independent of man … and yet fenced into a dry land that bustles with often-overlooked treasures. So many liquid-clear bird songs that morning! Their absence (except for the ever-present ravens) is so noticeable, their songs when they return are, in fact, the heralds of new seasons. I looked all morning for those trilling, warbling birds and never saw them. Their songs changed location, but I couldn’t for the life of me catch sight of the birds themselves.
But this, first blooming about two weeks ago, is everywhere, carrying the oh-so-sweet fragrance of spring. Delicate/hardy phlox – tiny co-heralds of spring.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
How exciting to have the first baby of spring. Your photos and words take us all right there with you. You are amazing!
Pics just as sweet as yesterday’s. I thought those might be zebra stripes, but also maybe wrinkles. Can’t wait for the next “delivery”!
What wonderful pictures,TJ. Thanks for letting us share. Spring is a wonderful time of year. Everything seems to renew itself. Nature is just so awesome.
Renewal of life, indeed. When the babies start coming, you know it’s spring! I love this time of year – the basin just comes alive – literally!
So sweet TJ. What an absolutely beautiful baby. You are exactly right on perfection.
Thanks, TJ for the photos and postings — we were just in the Disappointment but didn’t get to go into the HMA to see the horses, and your photos bring such a greater dimension to the place for us. We are so grateful for all of your attention to the horses!
Kim – They always just amaze me! He’s a knockout!
Lynda – Sounds like you all had another wonderful time – next time for the horses. Maybe sometime we’ll all be able to go into the basin together – would love that!
TJ,
Thanks for the wonderful pics. Keep up the great work…
Hi TJ,
You are so fortunate to live this life of closeness with the horses and be an intimate part of their life cycle. Thankfully, you are, because if you weren’t then we wouldn’t have this great opporunity to see these breathtaking photos. Thank you so much. THey are beautiful horses, and beautiful photos you have taken of then. Karen