Gold ‘n gratitude

14 10 2025

Mysterium contemplates … something? … while grazing with her band in the still-muddy eastern part of Spring Creek Basin. Spring Creek is still trickling, and the horses had been drinking there before making their way up this ridge.

I’d have loved to catch the ponies there, at the pond, drinking that glorious rainwater. … But I can’t begin to tell you how much I LOVED to see that glorious rainwater, its still surface mirroring the sky like glass.

I may have shouted and screamed and whooped and hollered with pretty massive, uncontainable joy. 🙂

Water, folks. It’s pure gold.





Evening mosey

1 05 2025

Beautiful, beautiful, gorgeous evening with Terra and the rest of the band far in the southeastern part of Spring Creek Basin. The ponies are just about shed out, but there’s still some winter hair clinging in place on some.

*****

Happy birthday to my brother, Jeff! 🙂





All Flash, not much snow

12 01 2025

When a wild pony poses, you generally have about 2.7 seconds to either take the shot or get into position to take the shot … or you don’t get the shot because wild ponies don’t generally hang about posing for paparazzi.

Flash did me a super solid and posed for probably at least 12.8 seconds before he moseyed on after his mares.

Plenty ‘o time. 🙂

That’s snow in the background, swirling and whirling with the wind between us and McKenna Peak and Temple Butte. It snowed in the morning, too, but other than the far eastern ridges of Spring Creek Basin, it left nothing behind. … And by the time I took this pic in the evening, most of what had stuck to those ridges was gone again.

Keep trying, Mother Nature. We need that moisture badly (and that makes me think of the terrible wildfires in California, where I read they’ve had just 0.16 inch of moisture since May … ouch. THAT is just astoundingly dry). Keep trying, Mother Nature. …