
Making every shade of brown look drab in comparison, the lovely Madison glows on an autumn evening in Spring Creek Basin.
How DOES she look so beautiful in her wildness?
One cannot presume to think like mustangs … but I’m fairly sure their curiosity about us humans does not include such thoughts of how amazingly beautiful we are. π
What a beauty!
And she is amazingly beautiful
Very pretty girl!
But perhaps, somewhere in the ‘mustang mind/spirit’ there is a stillness that knows….”they love me for loving them, therefore, I shall stand still, on guard and wait to see how we traverse forth from here’ – but, on the other side of my brain, I still try to rational/logic myself out of it and think, “How I interpret what they are doing says more about me, than it does about them and assuming I know about their mind machinations, based on my human brain, is ridiculous – all I have to do is be respectful, not back them into a corner or get in their way when they are being a ‘free horse type living entitity’ or threaten their young, and perhaps, just perhaps, they’ll be curious about me, too….and we’ll see how it goes from there – Love this photo, but truly love your writing that accompanies it – :). Always, Food for thought in your pictures and your writing! π
Exactly. π Thank you!