Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Chipeta matches the lines of the unnamed promontory at sunset.

This view is white now!

Temple was drinking from  melted snow at the bottom of an arroyo.

Thursday night, it rained.

Friday, it snowed.

It’s heavy and wet, and it means more water for mustangs.

Such a relief.

Ty bit off a little more than he could chew. I think that’s snakeweed, and they do eat it, but not usually in one giant mouthful!

Copper and Reya with her babies in pretty late light. Spirit is nearly as big as S’aka.

Amazingly, we have rain and snow in the forecast. Any wetness to hit our dry ground is welcome.

Still some snow out there, but it’s going, going. The grey girls should be camouflaged in winter snow, but they stand out against the brown.

Maia, Alegre and Houdini are pretty girls, aren’t they!

Seneca sports her own spot. Not quite like mama’s, but who’s to quibble?

It’s a beautiful view, isn’t it?

But there’s something about adding a horse, wild, that takes a view this beautiful and makes it magic. Knowing they are there, in the wild heart of America, should make us all believe in things bigger and better than ourselves.

Hollywood with a faraway look in his eye. He was hanging with his band while the other horses were below a nearby ridge.

Chrome finds some with Mariah, if only to relieve an itch.