Pretty grey in the grey

27 04 2021

A few evenings ago, I found Terra and her band WAY deep in Spring Creek Basin, in an area I call the east pocket. I sometimes write in my notes that I found a band in the “deep east pocket.” This band was deeply into the deepest pocket possible of the east pocket! I saw them from a distance and hiked out … and up to the highest point I could find, and – as almost never happens – I couldn’t see them from above. I had to hike back down to find them ambling out of the deep and back out to the “flats.” Then, they were about as calm and willing to hang out as I’ve ever seen them.

In the background is the “back side,” which is to say the north side (basically), of prominent big ridge Knife Edge, which is more commonly seen from the westish or southish or southwestish or, maybe uncommonly except for me, southeastish.

More clouds, more wind. I wish I could say we’ve had some spectacular sunsets with those clouds, but sadly, as with the lack of rain, nope. The moon wasn’t even visible until much later, nearly full in the black, star-studded night.





Almost full

26 04 2021

How do you fill a heart full to bursting? How do you fill a heart already so full you think there’s no room left?

That’s the crazy thing about love, isn’t it? This little teeny muscle inside the human chest is just a little magical in its ability to hold all the love you can pour into it.

Every mustang, every visit, I love them all, every time, all the time. It’s simply impossible to feel otherwise. 🙂

So, really, there must always be at least a little bitty bit of room left? For all the days and all the love to feel?





One ingredient is light

25 04 2021

Wind and clouds. No rain.

Really? Just a nice little drenching downpour would be super. A toad-gagger to fill ponds and recharge seeps would be excellent. C’mon, Ma Nature! Pretty Piedra wouldn’t mind a shower.





Showin’ the love

24 04 2021

Hollywood flirts with his eldest lady, Houdini, surrounded by his family.

Every age is the right age for love. 🙂





Shadow play

23 04 2021

Today’s fun image brought to you by the sun that shines on us all. 🙂 Alegre also seems to be having a laugh about it.





Good green

22 04 2021

It’s ice cream … and it’s finally green again.





Sunny days

21 04 2021

Before long, we’ll be feeling that brutal ol’ sun.

But now, it’s still spring, and we still think rain is possible.





Spring bling

20 04 2021

While Killian was browsing among the greening greasewood the other day, he emerged with a whole branch down his face, hanging from his forelock. I chuckled and asked if he’d model his “spring bling” for the folks back home. Alas, by the time I got into position to take his portrait, he had re-emerged from the greasewood sans branch.

As he ambled out of the greasewood thickets to graze the emerging grass (!), I realized that, with the true wisdom of mustangs, Killian was showing me the true bling of spring, and it was – thankfully – all around us.

Now, this was in the higher elevation southern part of the basin, which gets more moisture (note the presence of trees in the background). But there IS honest-to-goodness actual grass in them thar hills.

Also, from this position, I spotted another band. When I hiked over to visit them, I spotted yet another band. And that’s some real goodness in them thar hills. 🙂





Windblown

19 04 2021

Hey, it’s hard to look fabulous when the wind is howling. Good looks and a hair-do like that doesn’t just happen naturally. … Oh, wait! Yes, it does!

Tenaz – rockin’ Colorado’s spring winds. You go, guy!





Turbulent

18 04 2021

The best kind of sky … that didn’t give us a drop of wetness.