Kestrel in lovely, almost-sunset light in the Spring Creek arroyo in Spring Creek Basin.
I love the way her golden coat mirrors the golden arroyo wall glowing in the background.
Kestrel in lovely, almost-sunset light in the Spring Creek arroyo in Spring Creek Basin.
I love the way her golden coat mirrors the golden arroyo wall glowing in the background.
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.
Big girl Madison looks back toward daddy Comanche and Hollywood’s band at the purple-mountains-majesty end of day. Mama Kestrel and big sister Juniper graze in the background.
Juniper was a sleepy girl …
… on a lovely, warm spring day …
… and she’s gone. 🙂
Juni down for the count with sister Madison and mama Kestrel. Daddy Comanche was behind them to the right.
What a lovely day. And there’s a blush of green across the hills. As dry as it is, that’s nice to see.
Curious Madison walks past mama Kestrel on a snowy day a couple of weeks ago.
Sunlight and shadow. Mama and daughter. Pretty-pretty.
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.
Kestrel and two of her three girls. Both Juniper (middle) and Madison (left) were sired by Comanche.
Pretty buckskin girl Kestrel stood napping in one place during most of my last visit. Watching, too. The world revolved around her.
Hollywood’s band still is very close to Comanche’s band. In fact, the casual observer would never realize these are two distinct families. This dynamic may or may not be unique among wild horses, but it’s fairly unique within our herd (“the pintos” come to mind, only recently separated into Ty’s band and Corazon’s band).
Baby Temple, daughter of Hollywood and Piedra, grazes her way behind Kestrel.
Kes in her wide, snowy world!
Kestrel’s handsome stallion, Comanche.
Mama Kestrel and her yearling daughter (and Comanche’s), Juniper.
Isn’t she gorgeous? Like her mama, Luna, like her firstborn daughter, Winona. (As Winona grows up, it’s incredible how much she resembles Kestrel; her likely sire is Mouse, who was removed last year.)
To all lovers of all creatures wild and free, I wish you every beauty and joy of the season. Be happy. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you and to our wild ones. Treat each other kindly and with compassion.
Above all, love.