More light

12 09 2020

This is a pic that precedes Wednesday’s pic by 14 frames … and 31 seconds.

It was meant to follow the “Bewitched” post, which featured unusual lighting glowing over our handsome Sundance. … And then snow happened. πŸ™‚

So here’s the rest of that story:

At the time I took these photos, I was in or at the edge of the shade, and Sundance was moseying on after his band, already within the shadow of Valentine Mesa. The perspective of the image is that I’m facing southeast-ish, with southwest to my right-ish. It was just after 7 p.m., and depending where you are in Spring Creek Basin or greater Disappointment Valley, the sun sets around 7:30 p.m.

As Sundance walked past, I pivoted to take pix … snapping several frames, one of which was the pic of Wednesday’s post, where the spotlight of divine light seems to be coming from above his left shoulder – or from the southeast. Which is wild and weird because the sun was setting basically in front of him!

πŸ™‚ Who can explain the beauty of magic??

(Note: I had no idea I’d captured Wednesday’s blog pic until I was looking through images on my computer a couple of days after I’d taken them.)

Merry … September?!

10 09 2020

You know that winter storm for the Rockies everyone’s been talking about? (OK, we’ve all been talking about it here in/on the edges of the Rockies.)


It happened. πŸ™‚

At least one part of the basin I hiked around in got at least 2 inches of snow.

You can HEAR the dry, desperate earth and all the thirsty trees sucking and slurping up all that moisture. Like, literally.

From the top of a ridge on my way back to the road, I looked down on a slope full of pinon and juniper trees, and the close-and-foggy air rippled with a sound like a creek running. The world was otherwise completely, totally, absolutely silent, and the fog was so heavy, I could feel it on the skin of my face. But that tender little sound, of water – running, dripping – was completely, totally, absolutely marvelous. πŸ™‚

It was amazing to hang out with Tesora and her family and another band for a little while in that white, wonderful world.

The white melted; the ground still is soggy!


9 09 2020

The direction of light in this image is unexplainable.

I was just about giving up on taking any more pix of Sundance because the shade from Valentine Mesa, as the sun set beyond it, was catching up to us, and he was moving deeper into it, to join his grazing band.

The light was ahead of him, but here, it looks as though it’s coming from above and to the left. In another half-step – the next frame – he’s completely within the shadow of Valentine Mesa.

Isn’t that the beauty of magic? That we can’t explain it? We just KNOW it!

Air quality = bad

8 09 2020

It was like this again yesterday.

Bad smoke. Maybe the worst. And apparently, it was coming from fires in Utah.

From the air-quality alert we’re under until 9 this morning (via the Weather Channel website):

IMPACTS…Areas of moderate to heavy smoke have been observed across central and western Colorado due to transported smoke from wildfires in northeastern Utah. Gusty winds and dry conditions at the Utah fires will result in high fire activity on Monday and continued periods of moderate to heavy smoke across central and western Colorado through at least Monday evening. Rain and snow moving into the area late Monday night will result in a significant decrease in smoke concentrations in central and northwestern Colorado by early Tuesday morning, with slower improvement expected for southwestern Colorado.

Uggy uggy yucky yucky.

Here’s hoping that the cooler weather and some moisture on its way disperses the smoke – and dampens any fires it also hopefully covers!


7 09 2020

Sparkling water droplets from her tail swishing catch the light as she drinks from one of the ponds that caught water a week or so ago.

It’s such a relief that the horses have enough water to wade into (in some places).

The temperature yesterday hit 101 degrees in Disappointment Valley. Tuesday, the high temperature is forecast to be about 55 degrees! Fortunately, we have some rain also in the forecast. Here’s hoping!

Bull’s eye view

6 09 2020

Storm is always the focus!

He was looking at my Jeep, parked on the road, across the flat, over the arroyo and up the hill. Not close … but different. It hadn’t been there previously, and nobody has eyes for *different* like a mustang. I think it’s funny that he wasn’t at all worried about me, standing a few yards away, but he was intent on making sure that little black buggy, close to half a mile away, wasn’t a danger to his family.

He and his band had found one of the three newly-watery ponds. They had apparently already watered when I found them and were grazing their way into the shade of the late afternoon.


5 09 2020

Spring Creek Basin’s grand ol’ lady. And make no mistake, she may be a little rough around the wind-knotted-mane edges, but she is a lady. She’s seen the world – her world – and she knows more about you than you know about her. (You’re not that complicated, whereas she is a lady of mystery and secrets.)

She is Houdini, and the ultimate escape is hers … because she’s wild, and she lives it to the wildest.

Sweet days

4 09 2020

Cassidy Rain and Raven are beautiful and plump in the back east pocket of Spring Creek Basin below pyramidal McKenna Peak.

You can see some hints of mud on Cassidy Rain … but Raven’s WHOLE other side was covered in dried mud. Clearly, they’d found a remote spa. πŸ™‚

Oooooh, ahhhh, ooooooh

3 09 2020

You know it feels good when you can work a good head rub into your roll. πŸ™‚

Caught ya nappin’

2 09 2020

Shadow girl looks like she’s deep in a sweet slumber. In truth, she had laid down for a leisurely roll … but I love that this very wary gal felt comfortable enough to lie down in my company. She’s not usually that relaxed. πŸ™‚