Moseying through the early morning sunlight, mustangs walk through a couple of inches of fresh snow. I wish I could describe the sparkle of a million colors as that shine reflected all those perfect flakes!
Before sunrise, the temperature was a cool 2 degrees. It topped out around 27? When the sun dropped beyond the the far ridges, the temp dropped fast, to 18. That didn’t take long!
The ponies are fuzzy, and if they wonder what happened to their brown world, replaced with all this lovely – cold! – white, still they mosey on.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
Love this TJ! Beautiful!
I don’t know whether ya’ll see a lot of snow in your neck of the woods, but we sure value it here. 🙂
So blessed to have you watching over the horses!
*I* am so blessed to be able to watch the horses. 🙂 So very blessed, indeed.
Beautiful! Thoughts for more white!!
Thanks, Marytherese!
Glad for the snow! Hope for more!
Thanks, Karen!
A bejeweled Spring Creek Basin and fuzzy ponies. Life is good. 😊
Yes, with all of everything else … life IS good!
The mustangs are diamonds in the rough sparkling like the new white snow.
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They certainly are all that. 🙂