Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Early morning.

Just a hint of his identity in his star in this lovely light. And that chin. You always know Duke by his distinctive chin.

I didn’t know who he was watching at this point, but he was looking at Bounce, on top of a nearby hill. Other bands were out in the open to the right. This is near Wildcat Spring, a perennial spring that nonetheless gets pretty mucky (and salty). We still have a few ponds with water – a difference from last year, when all the ponds were dry by this time. I’m not at all sure what the difference is, given our super-mild winter and lack of rain for days and weeks – a full month, at least, since we’ve had any measurable rain. BLM is brainstorming plans to haul water if necessary – quite a change from years past (I’ve never heard such an offer in my time with the horses). All rain dances appreciated. 🙂