Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

An apt description of Maia on the run. 🙂

And far from being “half-grey,” this girl went for the full-immersion experience!

The windy days are kinder to mustang locks than human locks. Or maybe Maiku and the others just rock the windswept look better. 🙂 I’m sure we’ll all be glad for the next rain shower … !

Lovely Alegre and Houdini … so long together. Beautiful best friends – BBFs. 🙂

A closer look at that magnificent braid. 🙂

Before too awful long, Spirit will step on that awfully (wondrously) long dreadlock and leave the whole strand lying on the basin ground, draped over shadscale or tangled in sage. Maybe the birds will use it to line their nests (though nest building may already be on the wane now?). Maybe I’ll find it on some future hike and wonder at the stories it could tell, the gusting spring wind and cool pond water, growing and growing and giving uniqueness to its bearer … until gone from its host and finding new life with other creatures. … The tangled web – or mane – of life.

And look at that blue, blue Colorado sky. 🙂

Lovely Maia bears the wind.

(Yes, she’s grey, but most of the grey you’re seeing is mud!)