
Winona was *just walking along when* a bird flew up through the grass under her hooves and caused her to spook a bit. The bird flew on, and Winona walked on, and all was well.
(Bicycle mechanics often hear “I was just riding along when ______ happened.” It’s amazing how much happens when a person – or mustang – is just riding – or walking – along. :))
Wild things meeting wild things – a centerpiece of Spring Creek Basin. And Winona – forever beautiful.
Exactly so. ๐
If only we knew all the interactions happening in the wilds of the basin. So much beauty there surrounding Winona ๐
Right?! No kidding. I think about that all the time … how much I *don’t* see. ๐ ‘Noni-winoni-my-love. ๐
Just a normal day for the wild critters!
Yep! Goin’ along, gettin’ along. ๐
That might be my favorite sentence, “I was just walking along when…”