Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Muddy.

Still shaggy.

Wind-blown hairdo.

Extreme gorgeousity. 🙂 Our Juniper-girl.

Hayden goes to great lengths to keep Copper socially – and otherwise – distanced from his family!

Winona jogs past McKenna Peak and Temple Butte, following her family, moving with another band.

Those bits of white on the slopes of McKenna Peak aren’t snow; that’s salt coming to the surface. We did have a bit of graupel Easter morning that made the ground (very) momentarily white. It melted almost immediately and left a bit of mud, which stuck to hiking shoes … until it dried well before the shoes were done with  their hike. 🙂

Temple’s and Madison’s attention was caught by the sound of a raven flying along a wall of the nearby arroyo.

I had started walking down into the arroyo to follow another band that had gone through it and was grazing farther along, just above it. When I happened to look behind me, I saw that I had some taggers-along (or is that tag-alongs?).

This might be their version of “hey, nothing to see here … look, over there!” 🙂

Even under clouds, magic glows.

Pretty Winona on a pretty day in Spring Creek Basin.

We’re crossing our fingers for rain today and tonight. In such strange times, it seems so weirdly normal to be doing such a small thing as hoping for rain.

Puzzle took advantage of the spring sunshine to catch a little nap with gal pal Spirit.

No clouds are on display in this image, but if a cloud crossed the sun, the wind kept things on the chilly side.

Wildflowers are blooming in some southern places (thanks, Mom, for the pic of  bluebonnets in Texas!), but we’re still quite a bit behind that kind of spring display. 🙂

Way out yonder, wild horses graze. Our most recent little weather system brought some snow to the higher places above the east-southeast side of the basin. But the waves of infrequent, light rain we got a few days ago is all we’ve had here in the lower elevations. What’s that all about? The dry lands could use some more moisture.