Mamas and babies – and more

21 06 2011

Where does the time go? Father’s Day is past, so I thought I’d show off some mamas and babies …

Aurora checking out mama’s lovely ear.

Kestrel and her Juniper-girl

Enjoying the sunshine – love their sweet faces.

Mama Kestrel – back right – with her gorgeous girls: yearling Winona and baby Juniper.

More, random:

Juniper, glowing in morning sunlight.

Winona

Winona and baby sister Juniper.

Mama and her girls

Whisper

With baby sister Aurora.

One on the way …

Handsome Apollo, son of:

Kreacher!

Kreacher has just two babies that I know of (Shane (Mona) and Apollo (Raven)), but I’ll never know how many babies venerable Bounce has sired. Whisper and Aurora are the latest.

It was so cool so see her seek out this dead branch – that mama had walked past – up to it, sniff it, then deliberately walk over it. I love the concentration on her little face as she tucks that hind leg WAY up to step over the branch! Mustang skillz!

I don’t think I posted this one already? Whisper, 2, is apparently remembering the goods while baby sister Aurora nurses, and Alegre is nuzzling baby even as she pins her ears at her elder offspring, who has wisely approached from baby’s side, using her as a shield!

Using mama’s tail to rid her of the gnats, which aren’t that bad this year, probably because of the near-constant wind. Not that it’s rarely windy in the basin – it’s always windy – but this year seems particularly windy, though we haven’t had the awful dust storms of past years.

Lovely Alegre – her grace and beauty just astound me.

And one more …

Sego lilies before dawn (or at least before the sun topped the eastern ridges) that morning. On my way to looking for horses before the light found us, I “stopped to” admire the segos. They’ve been up for a couple of weeks now, but this was the first time I found them with just a light breeze, not the stout, alive thing that made them whip impossibly to photograph.





Apollo & crew

6 06 2011

That big mister Apollo is, well, a big boy!

He’s about 15 days old here, with mama and daddy.

With mama and “auntie” Kootenai.

With mama Raven.

Daddy Kreacher. He’s one of the calmest, most laid-back stallions in the basin, but he’s not a pushover!

Love love love Kootenai’s gorgeous apricot dun against that bluer-than-blue Colorado sky. I’m pretty sure now that she’s growing a little surprise for us …

Couldn’t pass up these of the prince in the prince’s plume … and couldn’t decide which I liked better!

Check him out with his flared little nostrils!

Pretending to be shy, hiding behind mama.

Be still my heart – dear, dear little boy!

These were taken the end of May.





Raven and baby and family

18 05 2011

Some very special kids in Telluride and a mom spent Mother’s Day in Spring Creek Basin visiting the horses. She was wonderful to send me some pix after their visit and tell me about the great time she and the kids had. Every once in a while, the opportunity arises to get kids involved with THEIR mustangs, and this was just such an opportunity: I asked if the kids would like to name a foal.

Raven had her big bay colt the day or so after they visited, and they’re working now on a name for the boy. They have at least a couple in mind … we’re waiting on the final. 🙂

We’re getting rain here in Southwest/western Colorado, so I’m stuck at home once again and want to get pix of the boy out, the fourth of our new foals from last week. We need the moisture BADLY … though the timing could have accommodated my “weekend” a little better!

Raven and her boy – isn’t he a big stunner?

Mama and her baby boy

Look how the dazzling girl shines!

Daddy Kreacher

“Auntie” Kootenai (who came with Raven and Mona from Sand Wash Basin; Mona’s daughter, Shane, also is Kreacher’s).

What do you think of that belly? I am, in fact, expecting a special delivery from Kootenanny this year … time will tell!

Big sister Corona in what seems to have become her signature look.

Pretty, pretty mama!

Baby, mama and Kootenai in a “thicket” of greasewood.

He’s a pretty big boy!

Givin’ the boy a schnuzzle …

Sleepy boy …

… and down for the count. 🙂

Oh, little man, how handsome you are!

No exception – so loved!





Happy Mother’s Day!

8 05 2011

For all of these:

From all of “us”:

and from daddies, too:

Happy Mother’s Day! We love you and appreciate you and thank you for all you do!

XOXO,

Us





Looking toward sunrise at the onset of another end

3 04 2011

There’s always one … 🙂

“Photo-horse” – but their ears are all up!

Just to our east, this pronghorn buck (right) and three does.

Up on the finger hills with a marvelous view at the end-o-day. The heavily eroded flat-topped “peak” is Brumley Point, in the basin. The far ridges – and yes, that’s still a bit of snow – are not.

Love that delicious light. They felt no need to pose prettily but carried on with their wild lives. Brumley Point again (don’t you think it was really McKenna that deserved the “point” and Brumley the, well, peak, butte, mesa or hill designation? it reminds me of a high-and-tight cut; don’t ask me why). The low, tree-topped, snaky ridge in the near(er) foreground is what I call the roller-coaster ridge. The horses were already swishing their tails like it was summer. Interesting the little things we associate with certain seasons. I was in a T-shirt still at the end of the day, but it’s not yet summer …

Mr. Kreacher

Another PZP-22 success story. No foal last year (like Kootenai), but she looks on track for a spring foal now, eh? And while some of our other girls look a bit scruffy yet, a bit “wintered,” Raven is nearly fat and ready to shine under her spa coating. (The FA brand designates her as part of the October 2008 roundup and PZP-22-receiver from Sand Wash Basin, northwestern Colorado. Kootenai and Mona have the same brand. Our 2007 PZP-22 released mares have a DC brand. Because the horses are so well documented by yours truly, they do not need to be branded to be designated PZP recipients – and we’ll fight hard to ensure that is, in fact, the case.)





Fullness of wild life

1 03 2011

One more brief batch from that lovely day:

Kootenai and Corona

Corona and mama Raven

Kreacher. I don’t know why, but he seems a thinker more than most …

If I’d been thinking past the euphoria of the day (which obviously affects me still!), I’d have stayed with them, in anticipation of this:

Taken from the road leading away from the basin. The rimrock is part of the basin’s western border. The snowy sliver of a hill beyond is actually above Horse Park, I think, beyond the basin.

Taken closer to the highway, outside the basin, northeastern Disappointment Valley. If I was any kind of Photoshop’r at all, I’d clone in a lovely, detailed moon … but I’m just not. 🙂

What a glowing, glorious end to a glowing, glorious, gorgeous, ginormous day!





Some boys

19 02 2011

Tenaz and his daddy, Hollywood

Comanche

Fierro

Hook (it was very windy!)

Pinon

Pinon, Fierro and Hook

Sage in a rare moment of looking at me long enough to set, focus and fire my camera!

Tenaz (check out the mud splattered on his face – such a little boy!) – I see you, peek-a-boo boy!

Hollywood – I love that light illuminating his eye.

Kreacher. I loved that light enveloping the horses. He’s right at the edge of the road … Raven, Corona and Kootenai are to the left. They’ve found a bit of snow, and they’re getting their fill like kids at the neighborhood ice cream truck. Kreach stood here so quietly … he never moved a step from when I first saw him from the Jeep. Talk about a passive leader (I think I mentioned him in an earlier post where I was referring to Beautiful Mustang’s recent posts) … so calm. So confident. So young (still relatively dark).

Just as the sun slipped over the edge of the world, the girls were finishing their snow and making their way toward him. That was his cue – was he just waiting for them that whole time? – and he started off up the road. Stopped once to leave a pile, which the girls investigated thoroughly (?), then on up the road and finally up the hill at the next bend. They grazed not far off the road when I slipped past them … the basin covered in shadow – light just on the upper ridges of the eastern boundary, McKenna’s point, the promontory’s rocky face. Kreacher does lead … and his girls do follow him.

All these boys … so amazing.





Corona reunited

27 01 2011

Corona is back with her mama Raven, auntie Kootenai and stepdaddy Kreacher.

They were watching a giant group of deer climbing Filly Peak, and between the deer on Filly Peak …

… and the deer with them (see two of them?) …

and another band of horses …

… and the cattle … I didn’t have quite the quiet visit I had hoped. But I was glad to see Corona back with her family! 🙂

Linda asked how far I had to walk to get to the horses last week. That was 15-20 minutes. Today, I was out for five hours, and most of it was hiking. I thought it would be fun to show you where I came from … and where I went. It’s hard to give you a good idea of the distance because I had just my long lens and it cut out half the foreground distance!

From close to my farthest distance (coming back from checking Kreacher’s with the cattle). The rightmost arrow is a rough approximation of where I came up the hill. (Edit: The leftmost arrow is about where Chrome’s band was last week when I visited with them.) The Disappointment Road isn’t far below. Chrome’s are actually out there – see ’em? 🙂 We apparently passed each other, and I didn’t see them until I got to this vantage.

A little later … the other horses on the hill. They’re definitely missing a member. Do you know who they are?

Then, from there (the arrows above) … looking back to where I am in the above two pix:

The leftmost arrow is where I first saw Kreacher’s – with Corona! – earlier in the day. I walked on down the hill (to the right as I take the above photo) and just sat in the snow for a while, surveying the basin, enjoying how much warmer 2 degrees (and no wind) felt from last week. I saw Grey/Traveler’s family for the first time this year. I saw Bounce’s family WAY up to the northeast. The rightmost arrow is close to the farthest away I went. At the very right – right of the rightmost arrow – is the western base of Filly Peak. Between here and there are a lot of arroyos – narrow but deep and very steep-walled – in other words, difficult to get from here to there – and back. I went to see Corona with her family … seeing ??? was a bonus!

More to come, as always.





(winter) March

15 01 2011

From the colder of the two days last week:

The sun was very near the horizon, and it was getting noticeably colder. Especially with dark Mahogany (back left) and Aspen (to her left), you could see the steam of their breath against their bodies and against the shadowed ridge behind them. Sundance is just out of the frame behind Mahogany, his usual position. Mouse was marching them back to the rest of Steeldust’s band, grazing in the opposite direction, in glittering silver sunlight.

Earlier:

Kootenai standing sentinel, watching Corona and Kreacher graze.

When C and I first stopped on the road, Raven seemed nervous and kept looking behind us (the direction we had come from). I thought she must be looking at cattle, though the only ones we had seen were down by the trapsite pond. But as we started walking the road, I realized what must have happened when we passed what looked to me like a narrow, shallow arroyo – and what was causing her nervousness: Corona, Kootenai and Kreacher were on the other side of the arroyo, and I think instead of crossing it, Raven had grazed her way along it up to the road and around the head of it and down the other side. It was juuust wide enough maybe she didn’t feel comfortable crossing it? Although they know that area well enough I’d have thought she’d know a place … but maybe the road was the crossing. I usually like to stop well ahead of the horses and walk out around them, but in this case, we went back to the Jeep and drove slowly out around them – past the arroyo and Corona, Kootenai and Kreach – and although those horses never seemed worried, Raven was immediately and noticeably still, though she made no attempt to cross the arroyo to be with the other horses. And they didn’t move except to graze. We watched from the road. Raven apparently never came back across the arroyo. When we saw them again, on our way out, they were all together up at the base of Filly Peak – across the road.

Raven, still watching something we couldn’t see. Never were sure what she was looking at or for. Also farther left was the road and Filly Peak. We’re around the curve here, toward the catchment.

Kootenai, Corona and Kreacher. Raven was not too far behind and to the left.

C wanted to look through my camera and lens – and took some pix! Here’s Corona rolling practically under Kootenai’s hooves – she wasn’t impressed and took a few steps away.

C commented on Kreacher’s dapples and shades of grey – and that he grazed with his eyes closed!

Like Corona. 🙂

Don’t you love the warmth of her color in the snow-white landscape?

Marching toward spring. I do love the turn of seasons here. More than any other place I’ve lived, the seasons are spectacular, defined, all beautiful, like the wild creatures who live here.





Kreacher & his girls

24 11 2010

Kreacher – he and his girls have such a good relationship.

Kootenai …

… and Corona – their own personal model walk.

Corona and her “auntie” Kootenai

Raven

Raven’s own glamour shot against the mountains!

All the bands have their own personalities. Raven and Kootenai are young – 4 this year – and I think Kreacher also is fairly young, maybe around 8ish? That makes them seem like a tight little group of friends. Kreach leads, he follows, whatever works – he always defers to alpha Raven! – and he can be fiercely protective of *his* girls! But mostly, he’s very laid back and easy-going, and that attitude pervades this little band.