Two years ago, Spring Creek Basin welcomed three young mares to its herd. About a week after that, Buckeye, previously a bachelor following a band, won them from young Flash … and so has it been since then. This spring, Dundee foaled, a colt, Ranger (who disappeared before his second month), and Aiyanna had Bia.
It’s hard to believe it’s been two years, but it has been. … Two years today.
These guys may also be sending anniversary wishes:
This little family was just above Buckeye’s family: mature pronghorn buck (isn’t he handsome?) with two does and a fawn.
I was trying to get an anniversary family portrait when the prongs family “crashed” the photo shoot. Dundee wasn’t too interested (there’s always one, eh?). 🙂
We got lucky with these ladies from Sand Wash Basin, and we’re grateful they’re here in Spring Creek Basin!
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Twenty-two years ago, the hijackings of four planes, which resulted in the attacks on the Twin Towers in New York and the Pentagon in Arlington, Virginia, and the crashing of Flight 93, in western Pennsylvania, by passengers who fought back, rocked the United States. Two thousand nine hundred seventy-seven people lost their lives.
That’s a more difficult anniversary.
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Thank you TJ for the uplifting story and photos from the basin. I know I’ll never forget where I was on 9/11 but also never forget when I first saw Bia 🙂
Agreed, on both. 🙂
Two years; that’s just unbelievable, TJ. What gorgeous family pictures you have taken…of both families! 😁 And yes. The anniversary of the 9/11 attack and its carnage still shocks and saddens. May we never forget the victims.
Hard to believe either/both have been as long ago as they’ve been. I’m so glad the girls are thriving here.
One good anniversary, and one very bad. I guess that is life.
So true, and I had the same thought about the disparities of the anniversaries.
The sad events of 2001 changed our country and made fear many peoples’ opening emotion. Echoes of fear down two decades. In those days I spent a lot of time in the hills where — as in your photos — things made sense and the animals pursued their lives in the dangerous but — never capricious or greedy — wild.
I’d so much rather be out here with the wildies for neighbors.
Me too. ❤️
Somber reflections and heart wrenching.
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But a shade of happiness, too, to balance.