‘Nona blue

20 09 2018


Wonderful, wise Winona.

Those blue skies clouded over yesterday, and we got some drips. Nothing huge … but some respite from the continuing heat and dry. And that’s good.

Keeping the peace

19 09 2018

Temple with pronghorn buck

Pronghorn antelope aren’t hunted in our part of Colorado; there are too few of them.

We’re grateful for those that share our wild world.

Blue meets gold

18 09 2018


Handsome Kwana pauses his grazing for mere moments with the basin’s west-boundary rimrocks lit up by the last minutes of evening sunlight in the background.

So gorgeous.


Wondering how North Carolina’s wild horses fared on the Outer Banks during Hurricane Florence? Read here. Spoiler alert: They did just fine. 🙂

Beautiful bright-eyed girl

17 09 2018


That bright eye could never be hidden by forelock or forehead-tall grass.

Too bright. Too beautiful.

Silver … studly

16 09 2018


After checking on the pronghorn, Comanche makes sure the lower coast is clear.


Model mustang

15 09 2018


Mustang mare marvelousity: Terra.


Here in the dry West, we send prayers of safety to those severely affected by Hurricane (now Tropical Storm) Florence. Not least in our thoughts are the wild horses of the Atlantic coast.

Everything for green

14 09 2018


A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do … for sweet, green grass!

Madison steps into a little depression to graze on some new grass – a delicacy this year! – where moisture had collected from previous rain.

Drinking, calm

13 09 2018

Comanche drinking at the corral catchment.

After Comanche was sure the interloper meant no harm to his girls, he returned to the trough for a lonnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg drink of water. 🙂

I sat uphill from the trough to stay out of the way and had to get the camera low to see any of his eye (the eyes make the photos, they say, but even so, only part of his eye is visble) below the evaporation cover. That’s why there’s a soft layer of unfocused vegetation in the lower foreground.

The black square-looking thing in the center of the trough is actually a long rectangle made of steel mesh on a steel frame. It’s a critter ladder that provides a perch for birds and little beasts to get a drink without drowning. The stacked wood outside the trough slightly to the right is where the pipe from the tank comes out of the ground and into the trough. It’s filled with dirt to insulate it in the winter (when the water is turned off).


12 09 2018


Piedra and Kestrel pause during drinking to focus their full attention on the pronghorn visitor on the hill.

Prongs on the hill

11 09 2018

Pronghorn buck on corral hill.

Our mustangs aren’t the only ones taking advantage of the basin’s water catchments. This handsome fellow waited on the hill for Comanche’s band to drink at the corral catchment (built just two years ago). The horses were VERY interested in him.