
Yummy, green, squeaky, delicious (that’s just an observation by a human who watches wild horses graze) sand dropseed. Shane and Hollywood and the rest of the band were blissfully happy. 🙂

Yummy, green, squeaky, delicious (that’s just an observation by a human who watches wild horses graze) sand dropseed. Shane and Hollywood and the rest of the band were blissfully happy. 🙂

The three grey amigas: Houdini, Alegre and Maia. Never far from each other.
And I guess that Houdini didn’t do a FULL dunk in a pond; this pic was taken the same day as yesterday’s post’s pic. This side of her was perfectly clean. 🙂

Southwest Colorado’s Spring Creek Basin is a looooooonnnngggg way from any tall-grass prairies … but in some places currently in the basin, it sure looks lush. Our favorite (and only) grey-pinto boy Flash models the knee-high galleta handsomely.
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If you’re in the area, please join me and Kathryn Wilder from 5:30 to 6:30 this evening at Wilkinson Public Library in Telluride for her reading and talk about “Desert Chrome: Water, a Woman, and Wild Horse in the West.” We’d love to see any local mustang lovers!

Sometimes, it’s even harder than usual to find words to convey the beauty or peace or contentment I feel while with the mustangs. Sometimes, neither words nor images can quite do it … and not words and images together. But if even a little is conveyed … I consider both well worth the time spent, with the understanding that no time in the company of mustangs is even a second wasted.

Aspen had a brief fling following Hollywood’s band recently, and it allowed me to get some pix of him closer than I usually see him. Always good to spend some time with this elder gentleman.

The heat is back, the flying insects are bugging horses and humans alike, and we – including, I imagine, Cassidy Rain – are anticipating the cooler, crisper days of autumn.

Tenaz keeps his eyes on a bachelor pair associated with his band and a lone bachelor. … Just in case his presence and wisdom is needed, you know.

How often do I wish I could bottle the peace of Spring Creek Basin and its wild residents that the whole world should drop the armaments of chaos and war and know even a little dose of it?
Every single day. Every single moment I’m with them.

Skywalker grazes with other bands nearby – and no need to ask why. Look at that grass! Mostly galleta and grama, intermixed with other yummies.