Snowy white girls Mysterium and Juniper (don’t mind the mud bits – at least they’re finding it!) have a bit of a nap under a cloudy sky recently. The only white between here and there is – literally – the salt of the earth – alkali – coming to the surface of the dry soil.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
Sleepy girls in a dry land. Maybe something tomorrow? I’ll believe it when I see it.
I like to be optimistic, but this winter has been a very pessimistic one. I’ll believe it when I see it, too.
(That is to say, I’m crossing every digit and hoping like hell!)
Sweet faces.
Indeed. 🙂