Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

The lovely Terra enhances her world.

You can hike with them. You can mosey while they graze along. You can nap while they nap.

They – wild horses – are always as they are. No artifice, no guile, no pretense.

Your – my – presence is just something that ebbs and flows throughout their daily lives … most of which involves not a single human being at all.

But without my – your? our? – presence, scenes like that above, which happen most days, would go … what? Unnoticed? Unwitnessed? Unappreciated? By humans, surely.

We have so much to learn from them – from wild horses … from wild … everything.

Everybody needs a shoulder to lean on. 🙂

The tawny color of the landscape is getting increasingly bleak, but although Kestrel’s tawny coat is similar, it’s … well, better. 🙂

Sundance and one of his new mares drink at a pond with the day’s last light glowing on them. Look closely, and you can see his mane draped over her neck as she’s drinking from the same hole in the ice at the edge of the pond. 🙂

Grey, grey and brown. Fortunately, the greys help take our minds off the browns!

Pretty days now, though, are gonna make for some hard days to come this summer. …

It’s always good to see a bright splash of color in our brown land. 🙂

This pond is quite a bit bigger than this limited view from the camera shows. Most of it is covered in ice right now, and the horses are drinking from the very edge, which thaws a bit during the day. They help it along by pawing at it to get to the liquid beneath the ice.

It’s one of the most scenic ponds in the basin. 🙂