When the cold air is sun-warmed and the ground is soft (OK, muddy), a little nap is just the ticket when the belly is full (look at that belly!).
In the distance, clouds were clearing from the base of Utah’s La Sal Mountains – (relatively) warm ground plus passing snow over the mountains.
Time marches on, and Seneca (and the other greys) gets ever more grey. 🙂
Fuzzy, fuzzy! I’m always amazed at how thick the mustangs’ coats get in the winter. They’re well adapted!
Disappointment Valley got snow yesterday, but the ground is so wet and warm from recent warm days (50s!) that it didn’t stick. It DID bring us some more moisture, for which we, of course, are grateful!
The mud you can’t see is sloppy, sloppy, sloppy! We’ve had temps at/near/above 50 degrees the last few days. The snow is melting steadily into the ground, which is a welcome infusion of moisture.
Do we need more snow? Yep. Is more on the way? Yep! So says the forecast, anyway, and a forecast of snow (and/or rain) is a forecast of optimism. 🙂
Ever so steadily, we’re returning to our usual brown landscape as the snow melts. Warm days are a bit of a welcome respite from temps in the single digits. The mud … the mud is sloppy!
All moisture, and we need it all.
Bay Tenaz glows with health. I love the way his thick coat seems so *rich* in the winter light. And the sparkle in his eye is just the perfect extra touch. 🙂
Chunky winter mustang girl Raven is a welcome sight on a snowy, sunny day!
I dreamed the night before last that the road to the basin had been – was being, right there in the time of my dream – paved. Suddenly, the wide dirt path was black and solid under the wheels of my Jeep, and then there were machines and workers and noises and a line of vehicles waiting in the construction zone. I stopped at the end of the line, got out of my Jeep and started walking back the way I’d come, looking for that dirt I remembered.
What a nightmare.
To have giant areas, still, of untracked, unpaved wild lands … what a privilege to witness. Yes, I drive on the roads that exist, to get to the places no roads cross, to walk where mustangs and elk and mule deer and pronghorns roam. What a privilege.
The tails have it: It was windy! And the wind was sharp.
Temple and Madison were watching something beyond the edge of their hill that I couldn’t see. There were a couple of following bachelors, in view, but the mares seemed to be looking farther.
In my view, the mustangs and snowy Knife Edge beyond. … Perfect. 🙂
The clearing storm put a spotlight right where it needed to be: on the lovely Piedra!
Lower Disappointment Valley got around 2 to 6 inches of snow! It was hard to tell because of the wind that caused drifts to form across roads and against hillocks and filled little arroyos. That wind was nippy! Then the wind pushed the clouds away, which means frigid temperatures for the next couple of days.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 