Even sopping wet and splashed with mud from a dip in the pond, Sundance is one handsome critter. 🙂
Here, he’s looking back at the previous band to use the band before he and his girls arrived. Gotta make sure they were, in fact, vacating the premises. (They were, and then Sundance’s band followed them out to graze.)
Bands taking advantage of good grass and good, clean water at Spring Creek Basin’s main/original water catchment (tank at far left, trough just a bit to the right of it).
This is looking basically northwest … rain falling over Utah’s La Sal Mountains and monsoon clouds shading part of lower Disappointment Valley. There’s a hint of green in them thar hills … and for that, we are grateful beyond words.
Chipeta keeps an eye on me, looking at her, grazing in the green – mostly greasewood, yes, but a whole lotta fresh, growing grass, too.
Now granted, a lot of what you’re seeing is greasewood and other salt-desert shrubs, but I *promise* there is excellent grass in there as well, mostly alkali sacatone and/or sand dropseed (it looks very similar).
Yummmmmmmmmmmmm-MEEE!
Flat Top, Round Top, submarine ridge, McKenna Peak and Temple Butte are all visible … under rain. 🙂
Sweet, blessed rain.
(As for the title of this post … we *almost never* get rolling clouds like that. … Thank goodness we *sometimes* get clouds like that. :))
The couple that gets muddy together – working hard together! – stays together? 🙂
Especially when rainbows form overhead. 🙂
Happy anniversary, Mom and Dad – 53 years! Amazing! 🙂 So wonderful to spend time with ya’ll recently (even with a few mustang sightings) in wild Wyoming!
(If you have them to spare, a few prayers for cooler weather and RAIN won’t go amiss with anniversary wishes for my folks in Central Texas. It is HOT there and terribly dry, and they sure could use some relief.)
Dust in the air, tinged by low, almost-sunset light … ahhh.
And just in case eyes are getting gritty, noses are starting to run …
This might be why. 🙂 There’s a whole lotta *lot* in that air out there.
Handsome horseness brought to you by a few flying feathered friends. 🙂 I think they were his escort as he prepared to greet a neighbor stallion.
Ahhhhh.
What a hunk. 🙂
Lovely, wise Winona looks a little disheveled as late summer holds heat and dryness, but we are sliding inexorably toward autumn, with cooler days and nights ahead. Hold on, beautiful. Just a bit longer …
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 