
Surely happiness is walking knee-deep into a pond and slurping lip-and-muzzle-deep in the water.

Mariah finds plenty to graze in a quiet corner of Spring Creek Basin just before sunset drops the day’s curtain on the farthest landmarks such as Temple Butte and McKenna Peak.

Something a weeeeeee bit different today. Literally. 🙂 This little guy or gal was smaller than the palm of my hand.
Every fall, we start to see the little crawlies crossing roads, trails, random little places.
This link refers to southeastern Colorado, but we certainly have them in our southwestern corner, too.
I like to see the little critters – who doesn’t root for those looking for love? – but a little bit of distance is preferred. 😉

Chipeta had finally deigned to look up from her grazing to pose with Utah’s La Sal Mountains in the background … but the shadow cast by the setting sun from her hip was right on her face at about eye level. I was hoping she’d lift her head just a fraction of a bitty bit, so I could at least see her eyes … when she turned her whole head to look at a band mate behind her.
Ahhhhh. Beautiful. Click. 🙂