Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

No, it didn’t stick, or make the ground wet, or even white.

Yes, the sun was shining through low clouds while flakes wafted from high clouds.

Oh my gosh, yes, it was magical with Mariah and her bandmates so peacefully grazing all around.

The blessing is that this magic is not rare with the mustangs in Spring Creek Basin.

Otherwise known as Rowan. 🙂

Bia loves her auntie Rowan. The feeling is mutual. 🙂

When the light hits their eyes and glows through like that … it’s like a planet full of wisdom and grace. Terra has wisdom in abundance, courtesy in part of her mum, Houdini.

When we say “she’s giving you the *eye* …” do we mean she’s passing on some of that wisdom? Giving you the opportunity to realize her wisdom, her gift of being in the world? I sure like to think (hope) so.

This young stallion wasn’t sure what to make of my buggy parked on the ridge. He wasn’t sure whether he should challenge it or give it a very wide berth. IT didn’t make any threatening moves, and pretty quickly, he dropped over the other side of the ridge and sought company with wise old Houdini. 🙂 (She’s no longer with the band I found her with earlier this winter, and she’s sticking to a pretty small area – that same area where I found her.)

Sometimes, under cloudy skies, you feel like the images you may get from a visit with the horses are going to be blah. … But often the camera will pick up these subtle, soft, pastel-like colors that you may not have been aware of while you were clicking because, mostly, you were enjoying being among the wave of ponies moving across a hill in search of yummy tidbits, even in the mud (and maybe the recent moisture made it all yummier).

It’s all about the experience and time well spent with mustangs in Spring Creek Basin.