Storm and his band have been a bit more accessible again this summer, like last summer, and I’ve enjoyed spending some time with them. Storm hasn’t given me a lot of photographable moments, though, mainly grazing peacefully along with his mares (which is wonderful for me … but not really share-able :)).
It was during a recent evening when the eastern side of the basin lit up with amazing light just at the end of day while the western sky held a brief glow of gold-rimmed red clouds – and Storm head-down in a patch of yummy grass, in the shadowed lee of a small hill – that I remembered some pix I’d taken of him previously that I’d never posted.
So this pic isn’t recent (it’s from the beginning of June, before the rain), but my beautiful boy deserves to be seen. He was relaxed-alert watching the world from his hip-cocked perch on the side of a hill, his mares napping above him. I didn’t have the best angle from my own perch on the rounding-away side of the small hill, but take please take my word for it: It was *beautiful* – the mustang, the view, the day.
Can’t ask for much more than that … and the means to share it.
