Birthday boy

28 06 2014

Maiku

Shiny boy Maiku couldn’t be bothered to give me any notice at all during an evening visit. The grass was more enticing, and the bugs were more, well, buggy.

Maiku

Growing up handsome.

All the little “bokeh spots” are the infamous gnats. Yes, they’re out. Yes, they’re bad.

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Flirt

26 06 2014

Piedra

It’s not only the stallions that have moves. Piedra plays hard to get with Hollywood.





Immense

25 06 2014

Copper and Seven

Do you see them? Copper is easier to see. Gray Seven, not as easy to see, though he’s right behind Copper. The band is out of sight.

Big country, and the mustangs are – to me and to all of you, I think – a big part of this little corner of it. To see them for even moments is to experience all the magic of the still-wild country we’re privileged to know in this particular country. Here, bears wander and mountains lions prowl, bobcats and coyotes blend with the tawny earth, and elk and deer and pronghorn drift, following what they all follow: water and forage. The mustangs are more easily seen in this circle of wild life, and they bring magic to the land as surely as the slanting sunlight sets fire to grasses full of seed.

I’ve had a couple of wondrous days with the horses – hiking, sitting, drifting, napping, watching – and in the magic – and mundane – I feel such beauty, it’s enough to break and mend and break and mend – and lift – your heart a million times over. In all my travels, I haven’t found this – the *this* that keeps me returning to hike and sit and drift and nap and watch.

The horses – wild and gentle and brave and strong and curious and forgiving – make this land immense, and intimate, and incomprehensibly beautiful.





Travelin’ man

24 06 2014

Grey against the La Sals

Can’t go wrong with a handsome mustang and a background of mountains (however hazy). Grey/Traveler is following the grass and water across his wild home.





Trio

23 06 2014

Maia, Alegre and Houdini against the sunset sky.

Pretty mustang girls Maia, Alegre and Houdini against the setting sun.





The longest day

22 06 2014

Skywalker and Apollo

Skywalker and Apollo graze together on the evening of the longest day of the year.

We had a glorious hour or so of luscious light toward the end of the day, before the sun sank into clouds above the horizon, and we watched several bands too far away for anything but enjoyment. But what better way to spend the first evening of summer? None better than enjoying the beauty of the basin and the magic of all the wild things that dwell within.





Bugs-b-gone

20 06 2014

Storm scratching itchies on a juniper tree.

‘Tis the season when the ponies are using any sort of bush or small tree as a whisk to brush off the bugs. Storm seems surprised at being caught in the act. He had already walked nearly all the way around this small juniper. The wind helps, but most of the horses seem to take advantage of any trees or sufficiently stiff bushes they come across!