
From a very low perspective in the arroyo below Rowan and Buckeye, the sun creates a halo behind these wild angels.

But seeing THIS light rimming the horses truly made my heart go pitter-pat.

All I did with these photos was resize them, nudge the contrast, clean up the dust spots (from my camera’s poor, abused sensor), sharpen them and put my name on ’em (which is about all I do for most of my photos).
Mustangs + light + shadow = magic.
Truly angels, TJ. In every way
Truly. š
Magic indeed! Mustangs bathed in heavenly light (which suits
them). What remarkable photos, TJ.
It DOES suit them! š
Just beautiful!
The light loves mustangs. š
WOW!ā¤ļø
Right?! š
They are angels.
They most certainly are.
Angels for sure!
Indeed. š
Amazingly beautiful!
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Thanks, Karen. š