
And there they are. Mustangs in a big, beautiful, wild land.

And there they are. Mustangs in a big, beautiful, wild land.

‘Tis the start of the hanging-out-under-trees season.
Things are warming up. We need rain.

Killian isn’t a big boy, but he’s awfully cute. 🙂

Spending time with the mustangs renews your faith in the world. Mostly because the rest of the world seems far, far away when you’re with them. 🙂

On Easter, remembering a happier day, when I didn’t pick up piles of trash left by ATV-UTV-dirtbike-and-jacked-up-Jeep-riding/driving people “celebrating” spring in the vast wilderness of our American public lands.
On Easter, a plea for the respectful treatment of our lands, our wildlife … each other.

Some things are greening faster than others.

In Spring Creek Basin, the “ice cream” is green, and we call it greasewood. 🙂

Ty and Chipeta graze peacefully in the warm sunshine under ever-watchful Temple Butte on the loveliest of days in Spring Creek Basin. 🙂

Hollywood watches his band during a pause in his grazing, while Temple Butte glows from late light in the background. It’s a beautiful world out there.

Really? He couldn’t have run along the top of that little rise in the foreground with his mane blowing in the wind and iconic Temple Butte in the background?
But this image (and memory) makes me laugh, so maybe I like it even better. 🙂

Maiku and Corazon … looking at Reya as she looks at them.