
Best. Mustachio. In. The. WEST!

Temple was pretty focused on her evening rambling and browsing and had no time to spare for glamour shots. Because I find her beautiful in all ways and at all times, I took her picture anyway. 🙂
And so does the wildlife. 🙂

Up, up they go.

As the elk disappeared over the ridge, some other visitors made a fly-by appearance.

They paused for a quick family portrait … then went on up and over and were gone with the wind.
(The WIND! It has been BRUTAL the last two days, especially.)

Maiku models his best tree pose as the sun sets into an actual cloud bank at sunset. We don’t have many clouds these days … and the ones we have don’t whisper rain. (It’s hard to realize it’s already so incredibly dry, and I’m sorry to harp on about it, but the collective power of prayer is strong … !)

Easter means springtime and renewal and, if we’re lucky, grass and wildflowers and other yummy green and growing things.
A year ago, this beauty, Ostara, was born on Easter. Blessed days to you all (and please, Mother Nature, some rain for our ponds!).

The Easter revelers are already out in Disappointment Valley in/on their buggies and wheeled vehicles that whine and growl and chug and make other noises that are annoying. (It’s worth acknowledging that the human(s) in control are largely responsible for the level of annoyance of such vehicles.)
Killian and his band had run from the road about an hour before I took this pic of him, far interior in the basin and away from any road. (And yes, they ran because the noise and annoyance level from two dirtbikes, a souped-up dirtbuggy and an ATV was excruciatingly high.) He was napping and watching one mare while his other mares grazed around him.

Blue-eyed bearded boy. 🙂 Kwana’s blue eyes aren’t really visible at this angle; he was looking across at another band. But really, it’s his BEARD that’s highlighted by the sun’s rays as that ol’ light-ball dropped ever closer to the far western ridges edging Disappointment Valley that is the focus of this image!
I think he has a secret stylist who keeps it combed out for him.

Sweet, lovely Piedra wonders where all the snow has gone.
Well, it’s practically spring, lady. Sure, the calendar says so, but ponies are shedding and we’re looking for green. And maybe some more rain.
More rain would be awesome. And that’s no joke! (Happy April Fools’ Day!)