
Kestrel gives me an eyeball while she searches for fresh, yummy, actual grass around the bases of the green greasewood on a bench just above one of Spring Creek Basin’s main arroyos. The horses definitely eat the greasewood, but at this particular time while I was with them, they were all about that grass, which was a few inches tall where sheltered by the woody stems of the greasewood. It must have been satisfying for *them* to eat … *listening* to them snip the bunches of grass with their teeth and chew was incredibly satisfying for *me*! π
It’s worth noting that this is also a season for “bling.” As the horses forage among the greasewood, bits of the branches get tangled in manes and forelocks. You can see a bit in Kestrel’s mane already.
Food and baubles all at the same time! π Everything a mustang needs. Love Kestrel’s gentle face.
Baubles. I like that even better than “bling.” π She’s the most truly lovely soul.
So glad for the green!
It sure brightens things up out here and makes it look lively … and lovely! π
I love a lot about this post: the grass treat the mustangs have for now, the way Kestrel and all mustangs can multi task, combining enjoying the grass while keeping an eye on another interest, the beautiful bling. Kestrelβs bling is lovely and crazy at the same time. I love the freeform pallet strokes afforded me in my paintings by their blings.
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It’s great to have the good spring forage to get the ponies back to summer shape. π
He’s decorated…
Au naturale! π