Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

You know you are. 🙂

Terra the beautiful watches a bachelor stallion from the protection of her band. She’s not worried. I love her quiet concentration.

Alegre and Maia think a little speed can evade the lens of the admiring photographer.

Oh, how wrong these beauties are!

Comanche and Kestrel are royalty in Spring Creek Basin. They’ve been together since 2008 – even finding each other after their respective releases after the 2011 roundup. He may have other mares, but Kestrel is his lady.

This year marks 51 years of marriage for my folks, Nancy and Dave. It’s a good thing their big 5-0 was last year for a big celebratory trip; this year is just a little wee bit, uh, nuts. 🙂

Showing horses around northeastern Ohio is how my folks met when they were teenagers, and, almost always since then (it was hard to pack our horses to Germany, so my mom’s parents kept them for us for three years), they’ve had horses ever since – and still. My dad confessed the other day that he hadn’t ridden for a while, but it has been 100-plus holy-hot degrees in Texas lately, so I don’t blame him a bit.

When you find the one you love, you keep that one close. Comanche and Kestrel would understand. 🙂

Happy anniversary, Mom and Dad! I love ya’ll!

If you don’t believe in the beauty of the natural wonders of this Earth … I invite you to move to Mars. I hear it’s nice there in the summer.

Oh, Winona. She’s not just a national treasure, she’s a planetary treasure!

Sooooooooooooo pretty!

In case you can’t tell, that’s me on the far right, sitting on the ground. 🙂

Oh, a good roll feels so divine! And the dust helps keep those pesky bugs away. They don’t seem to be as bad as past years (drought?), but they’re always around.

Terra was the third mustang to take advantage of that particular spot of good-rolling dirt. Comanche nonchalantly kept watch but didn’t take advantage of the good dirt.

Hollywood grazes peacefully with his mares on a summer’s evening in Spring Creek Basin.

Happy birthday to my dad, Dave!

He was a lucky kid, growing up with horses and ponies, racing around with his brother, skijoring in the Ohio snow before it was a thing, watching the good ol’ westerns on black-and-white TV. He met my mom, Nancy, while they were still in high school; horses, naturally, were the tie that bound. And naturally, horses are the biggest and most consistent theme throughout my own life, though the U.S. Army sent us around the world during Dad’s 20-year service to country. And still, we had horses.

Dad’s a bit more silver than Killian these days, but he’s just as handsome. 🙂

I love you, Dad! Have a marvelous birthday!