Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Mysterium-mare joins the ranks of mustangs with mystery mane clippings. Being one of the loveliest of mares, however, she kept a feminine touch with the three little fairy braids, which only accentuate her wild beauty. 🙂

The queenly grey ladies of Spring Creek Basin. Thick as peas in a pod. I wonder what they’re thinking.

They’ve been married for 52 years today, but they’ve been together since they were teenagers, showing horses in regional shows in northwestern Ohio. Lots of years, lots of miles, lots of states and one foreign country – and that’s just where we lived. Uncle Sam sent them all over the country and my dad to a few other countries (as a family, we lived in Germany). We almost always had horses – or access to them – and since Dad’s retirement from the Army, they’ve had horses and cattle in Texas.

They’ve been partners through it all, working together for their family, their animals, their neighbors, their community.

I can’t wait to see them at the end of the month, when they travel to Colorado for a little relief from the Texas heat! 🙂

Happy anniversary, Mom and Dad! I love you both!

Something beautiful from the smoky haze: mustangs alight in the golden glow of sunset.

As bad as the smoke has been in Southwest Colorado, I can’t imagine the conditions at the source in California, Oregon and elsewhere.

Bonus shot of Maiku because I liked his jaunty little tail flip. 🙂

Same area, different day (as Mariah in the post yesterday): Skywalker heads to the water trough for a satisfying drink of cool, clear rainwater collected by the basin’s main water catchment, built more than 20 years ago!

Mariah follows her band after drinking at the trough at the main and original water catchment in Spring Creek Basin. Just another little mosey of an evening in the wilds of western Colorado.