Seven’s band enjoys good summer grass in Spring Creek Basin. Spring Creek canyon is in the background.
The grass and hills are green, and the ponds have water – all but one of the ponds not dug out.
Seven’s band enjoys good summer grass in Spring Creek Basin. Spring Creek canyon is in the background.
The grass and hills are green, and the ponds have water – all but one of the ponds not dug out.
Not a storm in the blue background but a far, forested ridge. The blue storm skies have been descending every day, bringing rain every night since Monday.
Whatever dances ya’ll are doing, you’re rockin’ ’em! The rain is such a relief.
Seven and his girls stand over their baby girl, Tesora, while she naps during a hot afternoon in Spring Creek Basin.
Signs of rain are on the horizon – literally. But we need a bit of a direct hit. I think I can speak for the ponies when I say we’re ready already.
Tesora sticks close to her “auntie” Puzzle. Shadow was grazing nearby and hardly looked up. I stayed in the Jeep and took pix through the open window.
“Auntie” Puzzle and baby Tesora in late-afternoon light. They were waiting with their band to drink at the trickle. There are other, better places to drink, so I wonder whether, sometimes, their drink-spot choices are like one’s favorite bar – a matter of habit rather than availability.
Rain dances, prayers and other mojo to get the drops falling all are appreciated.
While I was busy with the camera, my assistant was working the squeaky toy and the reflectors to get just the right light on our subjects.
Other than Tesora sticking out her tongue, as youngsters are wont to do, my assistant did a pretty good job with lighting and ears, don’t you think?
Thanks, Ma Nature. 🙂
Chipeta, right, watches while Seven grazes with his mares, Puzzle and Shadow, and his stepdaughter, Tesora. Chipeta is Puzzle’s mama; she’s with Ty and their daughter, Seneca, who were out of this shot to the right. Copper also was with them. On this particular evening, their “spaces” overlapped a bit.
Nooooo … not THAT kind of blow. Check out her nostrils. She’s giving me the universal wild horse signal for “intruder alert.” She and Seven are the only horses that give me the “blow” anymore. But she’s so darn cute, I can’t even mind.
It’s hard to hide when you choose this kind of “camouflage.”
Seven, Puzzle and Shadow against the La Sal Mountains.