
Sometimes, the light is of such quality that reality is rendered more painterly than realistically. And then even masters admire the works of art created by our Mother Nature.

Sometimes, the light is of such quality that reality is rendered more painterly than realistically. And then even masters admire the works of art created by our Mother Nature.

Besties Piedra and Kestrel share a quiet moment on a quiet evening on their home range. For them, everything.

Mustangs and light and Spring Creek Basin in Disappointment Valley … all the way to Utah.
Perfection!
From their birth-range of Sand Wash Basin, within sight of Wyoming, to Spring Creek Basin, within sight of Utah, Dundee, Rowan and Aiyanna have come a long way … and continue to live wild and free. 🙂
Renewal of seasons, affirmation of wild.
Happy Easter. 🙂

Again. 🙂
Skywalker doesn’t like to expend too much energy. And who needs to on a warm(ish) spring day when the wind is NOT howling?
Not many of the mustangs were visible yesterday, but I thought the snow deserved more than one pic before it melted and gave way to dry, brown slopes once again. Green is coming up, but slowly. 🙂

From Chrome’s Point looking northeast-ish across Spring Creek Basin – fresh snow and fresh tracks.

Looking up the Spring Creek arroyo to its source: McKenna Peak.

Hazy in the snow fog, McKenna Peak, submarine ridge and Brumley Point in the distance. And rich, wet, wonderful snow. Moisture much needed.

We interrupt your regularly scheduled brown-landscape post with this view of our black-and-white girl in a very white landscape!
We had hoped for rain – and I admit, I wasn’t very certain of any moisture at all – and we got this!
At the time I was photographing Raven and her band, the wind was blowing the snow sideways, and she and her bandmates were taking shelter in a small copse of pinon and juniper trees, butts to the wind-driven flurries (can’t we get away from that wind? even while it’s snowing?!).