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30 12 2020

It seems to be a *thing* for people to highlight memories from the year as the year comes to a close. It’s natural to want to remember those beautiful times, which our photos are particularly primed to help us do. That’s the ultimate goodness of *pictures*.

Over the years, I’ve gotten away from long, rambling explanations and photo-heavy blog posts in favor of single photos and a sprinkling of words – every day – to highlight a moment in a day on the range with the mustangs. So today’s post, at the end of a long year that challenged our endurance, is a way to give a little better explanation of what was happening in the instant the shutter snapped on that moment. They also serve as a challenge to find ways to show my beloved mustangs in their natural beauty … and all the infinite reasons why they should be valued and preserved (in general), in addition to explaining why I do what I do to protect this herd in Spring Creek Basin (in particular).

What follows is one photo for each month. Some have been on the blog previously; others have not. Onward.

January

In January, we had fresh snow, and I was happy to find Hollywood’s band in the scenic eastern part of the basin, a short hike from the road (I may even have strapped on my snowshoes). McKenna Peak and Temple Butte are iconic landmarks, and I love to feature them in photos behind/above the horses. Because of the way they were standing, however, Brumley Point, seen here, made the obvious background (the peak and butte are farther to the left). Even though Shane had her rear toward me, the horses were so relaxed, their winter coats so velvety thick and glowing in the low winter sunshine, their demeanor so peaceful, this became one of my favorite images of the day (and month).

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February

We knew we were in trouble early in the winter when Mother Nature simply didn’t give us the amount of snow – aka moisture – we would need for the rest of the year. … For plants to grow, for ponds to fill, for creeks to flow (for very long). Sure, it made getting around – driving and hiking – a piece of cake, but in the case of Colorado (and much of the Rocky Mountain West), where we absolutely depend on winter white for summer green, it was looking bleak. I had hiked out to an area where a couple of bands were grazing, and later, as they started to line out toward a pond, back toward the road, I meandered along with them. … And then the sky exploded. When that happens, you’re a) glad you’re with mustangs, b) ecstatic to see Mother Nature’s art come to life and c) uber-aware of time and how it flies. The horses were following a trail, so I picked a likely spot and left the trail and set up the shot. As the horses trotted by – following some and followed by others – I hoped I remembered everything about photography that I’d ever learned … and then I hoped the computer would reveal that everything had literally trotted into place in even one rectangular, finite image. … Voila. πŸ™‚

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March

Most people know that, as a volunteer for BLM, I dart (some of) the mares of Spring Creek Basin every spring with fertility-control vaccine PZP. Does it work? In September, we will celebrate a full decade of NO ROUNDUPS in Spring Creek Basin. Do we still have foals? Yes, a handful or so every year. I have my own reasons for not showing them on the blog. PZP figures into this explanation because Sundance is the band stallion of the mare I darted the day I took this photo. It’s worth slowing down, even in the face of a job to be done, to appreciate peace … and the mustangs who bring so much peace to me.

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April

Speaking of foals, this is our first of the year. Born on Easter Sunday, she is mother Mariah’s second foal. I moseyed about with them for a fair amount of time as they grazed. As the sun was nudging the far western rim of our little world, the horses paused on a ridge trail on their way to water, and Mariah checked that all was well with her baby girl. The most fleeting moment in time. The most beautiful. The most treasured. … The most natural that goes on around the world with mothers and babies of every hue and color and species. Because I know this mother and this baby, that one moment seemed super, ultra, amazingly special.

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May

This – THIS! – was one of those astounding moments when you literally are in the most best place at the very most bestest time, and you cannot believe your luck and goodness and that karma is smiling on you. … And then the horses won’t cooperate. πŸ™‚ There was not one but TWO utterly spectacular rainbows against a sky promising even more rain (the second arch was out of the frame to the right). It was windy, and the horses were edgy. There were (and are) a couple of bachelors with the band, and that energy, combined with the storm, meant that they really weren’t in the mood to line up with ears up showing perfect conformation stances against the wild wonder of Spring Creek Basin and a rare rainfall. … So I “caught” them as they were walking on, and it was enough to remember the day and their wildness and their freedom to move under the magic.

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June

This is an image that happened almost without me being there to see it, let alone capture it on digital media. I was with a couple of bachelors on a hill far, far (enough) away, thinking they were my last quiet visit of the evening. But one of the bachelors was interested in something besides me (ah, the story of my single life!), and as he focused on *it*, I heard a sudden, sharp whinny in the distance. One whinny, three bands – plus a bachelor after my guy trotted out to meet them. I had to hustle back to the Jeep and drive closer, and then hurry out to them as the sun was sinking (neither planetary roll nor mustang waits for the photographer to get her act together – or close the gap in distance). And although it was terribly dry in June (as it had been and would be), it’s not often (almost never) that enough horses are together – and moving enough – to cause enough dust to rise for a shot like this to even be possible in the basin. So, even from drought, something beautiful.

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July

Maybe readers know (or maybe they don’t) that Storm is one of my very best most absolute favoritest stallions in the basin. From the time he appeared with his curled ear tips, big blaze, stockings almost to his hocks and shining like a polished penny next to his mother, still with the blood of his birth on her hocks and tail, he has had my heart curled around his perfect hooves. … Which means that – of course – Storm’s band is one of, if not THE, most elusive bands in the basin (!). Every sighting of them is like a dream. That said, I spent a fair amount of time with them this summer, and they led me into some heretofore rarely visited areas and showed me seeps I never knew existed. Though there are few of our iconic landmarks in the great expanse of background in this photo (Filly Peak and Flat Top are there), the soft light (we did have some smoke this summer …) and Storm’s handsome face alert as he checked on his band members, already at the top of a ridge that he was grazing his way up, seem to represent everything that I love about Spring Creek Basin and its wildest back of beyond.

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August

Did someone mention smoke? Haze from wildfires burning, burning, burning in Colorado and across the West was the story of our summer in some (many) ways. The drought that allowed (caused!) the fires to start and burn was unrelenting and brutal (and is ongoing). Still, the mustangs persevered and continued to show their resilience and beauty. Piedra, loveliest of mares, is a goddess of grace. Another image of beauty plucked from a reality not so pretty.

*****

September

In September, the heat starts to relent, the angle of light starts its descent, and still we pray for rain. The band I was with this day was grazing their way across a hillside, above an arroyo. The stallion had descended to the arroyo, and a couple of mares had followed and were already across. I looked up to check on this mare and her yearling, and though I couldn’t see beyond the scree of rock where they stood, apparently she didn’t like the look of what SHE could see. Here, she’s turning around, so after I took this shot, I went farther down the hill with the others to encourage her to find a path she liked better. Not long after this, that ol’ sun disappeared behind the long ridge on the other side of this narrow valley, and the golden light was dimmed at the close of another day.

*****

October

In October, we got a heavy, wet snowstorm that lasted roughly half a second. … OK, maybe a liiiiitttttttttttlllle longer than that (but not by much). The ponies did as the ponies do, and soon, they were grazing about in mud, not snow, and I like to think none of us minded one little bit. Although it makes the camera hunt for auto-focus, I love to be out with the horses while it’s snowing because in addition to the flakes in the air and on the horses’ noses and eyelashes, it’s just plain beautiful.

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November

Lingering snow, lengthening drought, a mature stallion and an up-n-comer. Life goes on, even as the calendar’s days get shorter. In all these years of photographing the mustangs, it is the late – and late-in-the-year – light that I love the best. If I worry and fret (and I do) about lack of moisture and what the coming days and seasons and year will bring, still, I seek that beauty and these amazing horses that allow me brief visits and journeys along their paths – even, sometimes, while they are making the tracks. In my fortunate gratitude, I even find it.

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December

We might even close out 2020 with (a little) snow on the ground, and how wonderful would that be? I like to start the year with the things I hope to fill/find/expand on in the coming year, so horses, and snow, and love, and beauty, and days in Spring Creek Basin surely are on my agenda (which I try not to make!). As the soft light filtered through a smokeless sky on this day in December, the horses browsed for the dry stuff palatable enough to eat through the thin blanket of snow. They didn’t seem to mind the cold, or that maybe there was a bit less than in some previous years, or that a human being moseyed along with them, steadying a clicking black box on a black stick, sometimes talking, sometimes singing, mostly wondering how I could be so blessed in this life.

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Bonus

Because who doesn’t like – or need – a little extra? And to leave you with a hopeful thought: Just when you think it can’t get any better … maybe it can. πŸ™‚

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Thank you *all* for reading along and following the mustangs of Spring Creek Basin. Together, we are a community of people who value wild life and all the beauty that unfolds within it.


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22 responses

30 12 2020
Maggie Frazier

Beautiful pictures – certainly a more uplifting way to end this year! Thanks, TJ

30 12 2020
TJ

That definitely was a goal of the post. πŸ™‚ Thanks, Maggie!

30 12 2020
wildhorsefever

Fabulous blog post. In spite of little moisture, the horses all seem to look good. How resilient they are. People could learn a lot from them. Thanks for sharing their lives

30 12 2020
TJ

People could learn SO much from mustangs! Thank you, Billie, for all YOU do for the Little Book Cliffs mustangs!

30 12 2020
Peggy Brown

Thank you so much for all the beautiful pictures you post every day. Horses are one of God’s most perfect creations. (I love them all but Hollywood is still my favorite). I hope you and your family have a wonderful and blessed new year. Thanks again for the pics.

30 12 2020
TJ

I so agree about horses being perfect – in all their diversity. I’ve loved them always. πŸ™‚ (I’ve been watching for Hollywood’s band … lately, they’ve been fairly elusive or far away. Soon … !) Thank you, Peggy – and the same to you and your family!

30 12 2020
Karen Schmiede

Beautiful way to end the year. Thank you so much,TJ for all your work for the horses I look forward to your posts every day.

30 12 2020
TJ

Thanks, Karen. You’ve been a loyal reader and commenter for a wonderfully long time! πŸ™‚ (And I know how much you love the pintos!)

30 12 2020
Puller9

TJ thank you for wonderful photos! Happy New Year to you and the fabulous equines of Spring Creek Basin.

30 12 2020
TJ

Thanks, Puller, and happy New Year to you!

30 12 2020
Mark

thank you, TJ for the effort you put in to making this a lovely daily view for us.
May God bless you and keep you in this next year just as He has in the present year.

30 12 2020
TJ

I wish the same for you, Mark. πŸ™‚ I’m so glad you enjoy the mustangs!

30 12 2020
Marytherese

TJ, thank you for the tears of love, joy and peace I experienced as I enjoyed your pics and thoughts. Each day that I take the time to enjoy them, I am left with a reminder of Peace in an otherwise hectic day. Please promise me that in 2021 you will fill yourself with only thoughts of Peace and Love for the wild and Mother Nature & the Universe will fulfill those thoughts… (no frets or worry). Thank you for being who you are and the decade of PZP darting, you are very important to the environment of Spring Creek Basin, and we and the Mustangs are blessed to know you!

30 12 2020
TJ

Oh, you always have the most wonderful words that warm my heart, Marytherese. πŸ™‚ I’m not sure I can promise not to worry (it gets sooooo dry), but I so appreciate your wishes for peace and love and fulfillment of our desires for the same! Thank you so much!

30 12 2020
Hutch

THANK YOU for this beautiful gift!

30 12 2020
TJ

Thanks, Uncle Tom. πŸ™‚ I’m SO glad you follow our mustangs!

30 12 2020
Sue Story

Wow, TJ. This was exceptional – both the gorgeous photos and beautiful narrative. You know this would be an outstanding “coffee table book,” don ‘t you. 😊 But I digress – this blog entry is magnificent – a perfect way to close out the old and herald the new. Fantastic. Many thanks to you, TJ.

30 12 2020
TJ

Thanks, Sue. πŸ™‚ I hope to see you and Dennis in the new year!

30 12 2020
lovewildmustangs

What poignant memories month by month. Thanks TJ!

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31 12 2020
TJ

Thanks, Karen. πŸ™‚

31 12 2020
Lynn and Kathy

SUPER great series! Uplifting, heartwarming and full of positive messages for the coming year!!! Thank-you for being a very special angel – the horses know your heart beats with theirs!! Take care out there and best wishes to you and your folks for a healthy and happy 2021!!!

2 01 2021
TJ

Best wishes to you two, too! How far we’ve come, eh? πŸ™‚

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