Mares wait for no stallion

13 10 2020

Kwana follows his ladies away from their evening drink.

The mountains are clearer than they’ve been lately. Our temps dropped, which is lovely, but no clouds means no rain.





Other views

1 10 2020

Readers have seen a lot of pix of La Sal Mountains in my photos of mustangs in Spring Creek Basin. They form a pretty dramatic range on our northwestern horizon.

During a couple of recent aspen-leaf-peeping drives, I had the opportunity to see our landmarks from different perspectives, including from those not-so-far-away La Sals.

Spring Creek Basin, in Disappointment Valley, is a little hazy with smoke in this view southeast from below Mount Peale (the highest La Sal peak), and in this smallish view, maybe hard to pick out. But visible – in the upper, farthest area of the pic – are McKenna Peak, Temple Butte, submarine ridge (my name for it), Brumley Point, Round Top, Flat Top, Filly Peak and the rimrocks on the western edge of the basin.

Autumn-tinged Gambel oak is in the foreground.

This may be the most colorful image I’ll ever get to take of Temple Butte.

It’s taken from a couple of miles east of Groundhog Reservoir, looking northwestish. Spring Creek Basin is on the *other* side of Temple Butte from this perspective.

Happy autumn. I hope you’re all enjoying the colors of the changing season and the cooler temps!





Across the top

10 07 2020

Storm starts the march that leads to the descent that takes his band to water.





Natural born model

5 07 2020

Who takes a better pic with his locks blowing artfully with the wind and the La Sals in the background than Sundance? No one, that’s who. 🙂





Border patrol

20 06 2020

The fence is the western boundary of Spring Creek Basin. The white cable as the top “strand” of the fence is from the old days when roundups were done by helicopter, and the horses were moved to the west fence line, then down into Spring Creek canyon and trapped at the upper end of it.

We don’t do that anymore, of course, but it’s still a good visual boundary for the horses on the rare occasion when they get close to that area.

The La Sal Mountains of Utah rise into the sunset on our northwestern horizon.

P.S. Happy summer solstice! As we start the slide toward shorter days and winter, I think I can speak for all of us when I say the biggest thing we want in the near future are our monsoon rains.





Sunset lovely

8 06 2020

The wind has been howling. We’re under red-flag warnings almost every day.

We need the relief of rain and beauty.

Temple = beauty. Check. 🙂





It’s 4 o’clock somewhere

30 05 2020

Four o’clock flowers are some of the iconic wildflowers of this part of Colorado and one of those we (OK, I) look forward to seeing most. They’re suddenly blooming in Spring Creek Basin, and they’re a welcome splash of color amid our brown, brown expanse.

Speaking of a splash of color … !!!!!!

Our skies lately have been blue, blue, depressingly blue (depressing while we’re looking for rain clouds). But the last few evenings, we’ve gotten some clouds toward evening, and those have made for some spectacular sunsets.





Just that beautiful

18 05 2020

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Storm was peacefully grazing along, and I was patiently watching to catch him in a better “pose” with that spectacular background, looking across Spring Creek Basin and Disappointment Valley, all the way to Utah! Maybe looking back to his mares or something.

Suddenly, the “something” happened, and he stopped with his head up, then performed a neat turn on the haunches and headed in the direction of the trees to the right. I never did figure out what caught his attention. But it gave me a nice little photo op of one of my very favorite boys with the La Sals still gleaming under a bit of snow in the distance.





Greying and blueing

7 05 2020

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People have been wondering (according to our news channel) if and when they can return to swimming pools this summer. The mustangs wonder whether they’ll have enough water to fill their pony pools.

Storm and his band and another couple of bands found a seep that has a nice little pony-size pool right in the middle of it, and, as the gnats are making their appearance (!), they’re using it as much as a wading pool as a place to drink.

It’s a bit mucky, and that’s why our boy looks a bit greyer than grey as he saunters after his band on a warming day in the springtime.





That light, that place, those mustangs

13 04 2020

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“You know how I like it when they walk.” ~ Ron Weasley

Harry Potter fans will recognize that quote. 🙂 In the magical world of mustangs, who DOESN’T like it when they walk?!