Wild boy Copper isn’t fooled by camo tree branches.
To be clear, I wasn’t sneaking up on the boy; they just happened to be between us, and he just happened to stop nearly precisely at the V in the tree trunk. I moved to get both eyes in the frame and snapped his pic!
Chrome walks past one of Spring Creek Basin’s prominent landmarks: Brumley Point. It looks a little bit different from most other vantage points, which is how it’s most often seen.
We did get some rain, and it’s looking lovely and green out there. 🙂
Without mustangs, it would be just another pretty landscape. But WITH mustangs there, it’s a landscape imbued with magic. And we don’t always need to see them to know they’re there and feel their good vibes in our hearts.
Our mothers are the first to love us, before we’re even born. They nurture us and protect us and support and guide us.
I’m fortunate to know a lot of good mothers – and lots of them have just two legs! 🙂 So thanks also to my friends for being wonderful friends and excellent mothers!
Thanks to my own mother for being awesome. Among other things, she (and my dad) passed on their love of horses, and for that – and for so many other things – I can’t thank her (them) enough.
We didn’t get more than a few spits out of that dark sky, if you can believe it. In fact, we didn’t get a good rain for three days after this day. But then we got a really nice rain. 🙂
Comanche. He looks so much like Grey/Traveler now that from a distance he almost fools even me. 🙂
We interrupt the usual mustang programming to bring you this image of a gorgeous fox in Spring Creek Basin!
It wasn’t the gnats that had Tesora in a seeming funk – too cold and windy. Maybe she was self-conscious about her beard (probably not). 🙂 She, like all the horses, are shedding quickly.
Although we didn’t get as much rain as anticipated, we did get temps – daytime temps – in the 30s (and yes, some big, heavy flakes of snow that added to our ground moisture). But now Colorado weather predictors are marching us toward 80-degree temps.
So April did, indeed, end with lovely showers; now we hope May brings flowers – and lots of grass!
Here’s a chuckle for your morning commute.
The appeal of the soft-silt dry bed of a pond (still carrying some water in the deepest part) was too alluring for Kwana to worry about a crazy ol’ human, so he laid down and rolled – right in front of me! Then he performed a quick equine yoga move before he got back to his feet to continue playing with his pals.
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In serious good news (and our mustangs need every bit they can get these days), the second “Mustang Tales” column by Kat Wilder went up on the American Wild Horse Preservation Campaign website yesterday. This one is called “Happy Trails,” and its chief message is an incredible and heartfelt tribute to Dr. Jay Kirkpatrick.
Gorgeous girls Winona and Mariah do the march on a windy day in Spring Creek Basin.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 