Winona was *just walking along when* a bird flew up through the grass under her hooves and caused her to spook a bit. The bird flew on, and Winona walked on, and all was well.
(Bicycle mechanics often hear “I was just riding along when ______ happened.” It’s amazing how much happens when a person – or mustang – is just riding – or walking – along. :))
Hot.
Smoky.
Smoky.
Hot.
Summer in Southwest Colorado (and/or anywhere in the West).
Beautiful Seneca was as surprised to see me as I was to see her!
I was photographing another band when all of a sudden their heads went up, all attention on a small drainage behind us. And there came a band!
Great timing. 🙂
Mysterium and Juniper – lovely grey ladies – lead their band on a trot across the road in pursuit of another band. Sometimes when they go, they all go!
Too bad it’s not dusk and too bad those illuminated gnats aren’t fireflies twinkling around Rowan and Bia. 🙂
Chipeta … off she goes again. 🙂
Hollywood is not fat by any stretch … but he’s doing OK. In the pic above, he was with Sundance’s band (or nearby). I’ve seen him more recently with other elder Aspen and some youngsters … and following Sundance again.
Getting old sucks … but he’s doing OK.
Muddy girl Seneca grazes some yummy green goodness with her band in the very last light of a golden evening in Spring Creek Basin.
Who’s that behind her? Stay tuned.
No blondie human could be as gorgeous as our Rowan!
Alegre and Maia are one of a few mother-daughter pairs together as adults in Spring Creek Basin.
They stood like this for a few minutes while they napped, Maia’s muzzle softly resting against Alegre’s shoulder.
