Ladies’ man

29 07 2013


The bands were drinking in the bottom of an arroyo the other night, and Mona and Shane wandered off. They might have thought the others would follow, but they didn’t. Pretty soon, there came whinnying, and Comanche responded to the damsels in distress (they’re not even his mares). All was well when he shepherded them back to the flock, err, band(s).


Bonus pic because he’s so darn handsome. 🙂


P.S. Dear god(ess)s of rain and all dancers who kept the faith for the wet stuff: THANK YOU! We got a massive downpour yesterday afternoon. If that doesn’t fill ponds, I don’t know what will.

Gold ‘n light

21 07 2013

Kestrel and Comanche

Kestrel and Comanche in the last hint of late light. Golden girl and handsome light mister.

Compare the hair

29 05 2013

Sundance and Comanche compare hair.

Sundance and Comanche have a little after-dinner chat. Who knew stallions were really talking about their “do’s” – as in hair-do’s – when they get together. (We all thought they were talking about their mares’ do’s!)

Smile, and enjoy your day. 🙂

Beloved horizon

23 04 2013

A quote I saw and liked recently: “We all live under the same sky, but we don’t all have the same horizon.” ~ Konrad Adenauer


Hollywood leads Madison, Comanche and Kestrel (and the rest of the bands’ members) away from the roller-coaster ridge pond, where they drank at the end of the day.

This horizon from Spring Creek Basin: Unique and much loved. With mustangs in front of that horizon: Heaven under the sky.


22 04 2013


Although the photo is slightly out of focus, I love the expression Comanche is giving here! He barely looked up from his grazing, but when he did, this was the look he gave me.

Lovely last light rimming his ears and the ends of his mane. Handsome. 🙂

Faery lights

16 04 2013

Comanche at sunset.

Adore Comanche in the dancing light at the end-o-day.

Do you think they know how gorgeous they are? How perfectly they catch the light and reflect its magic? They make my heart sing. What songs fill their hearts?

Goo-goo eyes

12 03 2013

Comanche making eyes at Piedra.

Comanche welcoming Piedra to his side of the arroyo.

Not to fear: Hollywood intervened, and all was well.

Snow run

26 02 2013

Comanche's and Hollywood's bands.

Comanche brings up the rear of a mix of his and Hollywood’s bands: Juniper, Madison, Kestrel, Temple and Piedra. Pre-dawn a week or so ago.


1 02 2013


Ever-handsome Comanche coming out of an arroyo where his family and Hollywood’s were drinking from a seep. All drinking together, except the two boys. Really a fascinating dynamic.

Myth debunkment

29 12 2012

“Stallions will kill any foal not theirs.”


Not true.

Special circumstances? Sure. But in general, this is a myth. I can’t tell you how many people have told me this as absolute, general fact … and then I point (still) to moments like this: Comanche with Temple, who not only is not his daughter, she is not in his band. She’s the daughter of Hollywood and Piedra and still is perfectly fine and dependent upon mama – in her daddy’s band.

Temple and Comanche

I’ve seen more ears back and teeth bared from mamas telling wandering babies to go home than I’ve seen any kind of violence toward foals from stallions. I know I tend to repeat this, but it’s one of my pet peeves, and I love when the horses give me an opportunity to show that the opposite is true.