Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

A picture of a not-starving mustang grazing abundant native grasses – not destroyed – is worth a thousand peaceful moments. … And ought to count for a lot more than that when it comes to protecting their future.

Would you believe this gorgeous wild gal is in her 30s? I’m pretty sure she is.

She seems to have tapped into the precious magic of the basin.

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Happy THIRTIETH anniversary to beloved mustang volunteers Pat and Frank Amthor. Their advocacy started in Spring Creek Basin some 20 years ago when they helped organize and lead the annual wild horse count with Four Corners Back Country Horsemen.

They’re in the basin this weekend with friends to celebrate with the mustangs for whom they’ve worked long and hard. 🙂

God surely smiled when he united us with these mustang angels!

That pretty pinto Puzzle-ita face. 🙂

It can’t help but make you smile!

Beauty will triumph.

Or we’re all lost.

Silly Hollywood. You can’t hide behind half a juniper tree. 🙂

Browns are creeping back into our landscape as the sun blazes and the clouds – the ones swollen with rain – seem to have abandoned us. But it’s fall, and crispness – and maybe some rain – will be in our forecast (eventually).

A black mustang is always gorgeous and always in style. 🙂 Raven is one of the gorgeousest!

The very best, most beautiful kind of red is Gaia at the golden end of the lovely day.