
The crazy thing is … many, many days in Spring Creek Basin are pure magic. Pure perfection.

The crazy thing is … many, many days in Spring Creek Basin are pure magic. Pure perfection.

Little Spirit, looking warm and cozy in her winter finery. 🙂

If I was quicker on the draw (drawing my camera out of my backpack, that is), I’d have caught double this number of pronghorns on the far ridge across Spring Creek in Spring Creek Basin. It’s not common … but not necessarily UNcommon … to see a group this size. But seeing the actual number WAS uncommon … and uncommonly awesome. 🙂
“Speed goats” is a nickname for pronghorns in Wyoming. It’s a cool random tidbit that has always stuck with me. They’re ubiquitous in Wyoming. Not so much here.
Anywhere, they’re just cool!

Their heads form a heart. They certainly own mine.

Juniper steps up from the bottom of an arroyo where she and her band drank from a seep.
Where it’s dry, it’s terribly dry. Praying for Californians …

One of Kwana’s brilliant baby blues is illuminated in the last light of an autumn evening in Spring Creek Basin.

We wish he was chasing storms, but alas, though it got cloudy and snowed in places like Telluride, on the east end of San Miguel County, the sky over Disappointment Valley and Spring Creek Basin remained stubbornly moisture-free.

The autumn light is sublime.

Every post – every mustang – could have the title “Pretty”!
Pretty Puzzle is just another one of our very gorgeous Spring Creek Basin mustangs. 🙂

We live on the most beautiful planet in the universe.
Fact. 🙂
On behalf of this country that values freedom, thank you to our veterans … for your service, for your dedication, for the freedom of us all.
My dad, David; my grandpas, Ken and Walter; my Uncle Dana; my cousin Chad. They served in the U.S. Army, the U.S. Army Air Corps; the U.S. Navy.
You are treasured. All.