The pic I wanted to show on yesterday’s blog post. 🙂
They were napping, which was good (because their heads were up, not eyeball deep in grass), but there was a little arroyo between me and Piedra and Kestrel, and along the edges of the arroyo, right where I needed to be to aim the camera at and over the mares where the moon was actually rising, greasewood, right in front of and nearly obscuring Kestrel. … Best laid plans. 🙂
Some day, the horses and I and the moon will align with Temple Butte and/or McKenna Peak, and it won’t rise faint and immediately into the cloud hovering JUST “above” it.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
Ha TJ, waiting for that “perfect” photo. Things aligning can sometimes be like herding cats. 😁 Piedra and Kestrel are perfect though, aren’t they – grande dames of Spring Creek Basin
They certainly are. 🙂
The perfect photo will come one day!
I’m not worried. 🙂 Being out there with the mustangs, in pursuit of the gorgeousness they show, makes it all worthwhile.
Be patient TJ. Mother Nature will provide 🙂
Oh, yes, and she does! 🙂 Every single time I’m out with the horses. It just makes for a funny story to relate … how I’m always trying. I do love being with them. The photography is secondary. 🙂
I love this pale moon.
Faint on the horizon … glowing brighter as it rises!