Look what flew in with the fireworks!

8 07 2011

Ember was due July 4.

I think this little guy is 1 to 3 days old. Which makes him … well … right on time! πŸ™‚

Fierro gets a closer look at his new baby brother.

Still all angles and a bit wobbly. That’s Aunt Hannah (Ember’s little sister) at right.

Yes, mama, how beautiful is your boy!

Sweet faces

I think it’s likely he’ll turn grey with both grey parents (Hook is daddy); Ember was born this color.

How sweet is he? You are well come to your planet, baby!

Bugs are bad, and it’s hot, and it’s dry. Another pond dry (we’re down to two with water). Most of the bands have left the east pocket – that pond is dry, and Sorrel Flats will be soon. The trickle is drawing horses again – it’s a trickle of last resort. We were getting rain when I left, but the first time it rained, the raindrops were dry about 2 seconds after they hit the dirt. Early monsoons this year? They can’t come soon enough.





Hacho!

5 07 2011

Some more pix of Hacho and her mama and some of her family. Smoky again in Southwest Colorado … Las Conchas Fire south of us still burning, only 19 percent contained as of yesterday’s news. But the massive Wallow Fire (burning in eastern Arizona and into western New Mexico) is apparently about 95 percent contained.

I’ll start with stalwart bachelor Mesa. One of the original Southside Boys, he has lingered with the pinto band even as it has split. One of three solid bays in the basin. Handsome guy.

That wind was just whipping – this is where witchy knots and dreds come from!

Kiowa and Hacho. That wind was a tiring beast for the little girl.

Doesn’t this have the look of a diorama in a museum? Where the background is painted and lacks dimension? It was that crazy dust and smoke in the air. Band stallion Copper at left (he looks a lot like Mesa, but he’s redder, and he has left fetlock markings), Kiowa and Hacho, and big sister Reya at right.

I hope everyone had a wonderful and safe Fourth!





Happy Independence Day!

3 07 2011

What cost, freedom? What value? What would we do to preserve it?

That others fought and fell – fight and fall – so we may live independent of tyranny and oppression, we must never forget.





Hacho

2 07 2011

Last year, I named Kiowa’s son Maiku (“my-kuh”), which, I found on an Internet search, is a Ute Indian word for a friendly greeting. Nothing really came to me for Kiowa’s daughter this year, until I did some research and found that hacho (“hah-choh”)Β is a Kiowa word for a friendly greeting.

So meet Hacho, daughter of Kiowa and Copper:

With mama Kiowa …

And daddy Copper.

This tells the story of the day – wind-blown tails and hazy background. Brother Maiku in the back, mama Kiowa directly in front, and sister Reya at right.

Another to illustrate the smoke and dust – that’s the unnamed promontory in the background. Right to left: Reya, Maiku, Hacho, Kiowa and Copper. Bachelors Corazon and Mesa are still with the band.

Yearling Maiku, left, and big sister Reya (4). Reya, for reasons I’m not clear about, is extremely protective of her family. Mesa, as low man, is tasked with guard duty, but it’s most often Reya who seems to stand guard. The horses also will guard the littlest members of the bands … Maybe it’s because she’s the oldest of Kiowa’s foals since the last roundup (Reya was released with Kiowa, and though 3-year-old Spook and 2-year-old Milagro have left the band, Reya remains) – Reya seems to guard all but Corazon and Mesa. I’m certain she was pregnant this spring … I don’t know what happened to her foal.

Kiowa and Hacho (Maiku in back).

(Past) Time for rain dances …