Mysterium’s mane is growing out enough that while it’s not lying flat, it’s not straight up like a mohawk anymore … a fact that seems to be contradicted by the above pic! Wind is sometimes hard to convey in a static image, but there you have it.
In some cases, wind precedes “weather,” and “weather,” for us, hopefully, sometimes conveys at least a little moisture. We *always* need it.
How is it that such amazing creatures think they can hide behind something as insubstantial as a dead pinon? Maybe they don’t think much of humans’ vision. I fancy I have a very highly advanced idea of humans’ vision, given what’s very often in my field of vision! 🙂
Our Corazon, wild beating heart of freedom in equine form.
Those horses, with that background, let me know I’m home. Winona and Mariah; McKenna Peak and Temple Butte. 🙂
Two-year-old Dundee has been the bravest of her friends from the very beginning, when she was the first to leap off the trailer to Spring Creek Basin’s welcoming embrace. She’s also taken on the role of protector of her year-younger friends with gusto, and Rowan and Aiyanna look to her for leadership.
Meanwhile, Buckeye finds that managing a band is a far cry from being a bachelor, so he catches his naps when he can!
Gaia and Juniper enjoy a nap in the last light of the day before wandering off to graze as sunshine gave way to night’s shadows.
Coming soon, don’t forget to turn your clocks back. The mustangs don’t know a thing about time change … or time at all, of course. They know there’s never a bad time for a comfortable nap in the quiet sunshine!
In a land going taupe at the end of the year, Hollywood’s dun coat shines with gold.
Just a spotted little lovely for your Wednesday. You’re welcome. 🙂
Shadow, in particular, likes to think that trees can hide her shadowy little self. … Not so much. 🙂
There are no bad hair days in the wild!
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 