Miss Chipeta with the long view to Utah – a little clouded but still grand. 🙂
At least 2 inches of snow greeted sunrise yesterday morning (such as it was, with snow blowing sideways nearly all day). By the end of the day, all that white had melted again, leaving us saturated with mud – again – and reveling in the awesome moisture.
Hollywood’s band was recently in the most magnificent area to take advantage of this stunning background – made even more stunning by the divine blanket of pristine snow. Hollywood was warning elder Aspen that his proximity to the band was perhaps a little closer than fully appropriate, while a young bachelor napped at a very respectful distance.
This image shows snow from the last big snowstorm. Oddly, though the rest of Southwest Colorado (well, all of western Colorado, apparently?) seems to be getting fairly hammered by snow, Disappointment Valley seems to be a bit sheltered from the storm – literally. It *has* snowed … but it seems to be coming from Utah and blowing on to Kansas! The wind has been strong and sharp, and it hasn’t allowed much snow to *fall* let alone settle.
We had a lot of melting of all that snow Corazon is standing in – with temps in the balmy-seeming 50s. Actual creeks (Spring and Disappointment) ran with melting snow-water and the melting made tiny (to not-so-tiny) creeks where arroyos or any other low channels existed.
The landscape IS white again, but maybe only an inch or so has actually settled out of the wind-blown flurries.
There goes Aspen again, posing against a dramatic background. 🙂
He’s back with the band he was with when I took and posted that previous pic of him. He separated from them for a little while and hung out with some young guys, then turned up back with the band. Maybe he likes their company!
Muzzle snowy from sifting through snow to get to the tasty bits, Temple looks toward the lower reaches of Spring Creek. I’m not sure what she saw there, but it had her attention – and she had mine!
For a period of time while I was with Maia and Houdini and their band, the world of Spring Creek Basin was completely, totally, absolutely still and silent – but for the movements of the horses. No birds. No planes. No wind. The silence was NOTICEABLE.
Then the wind picked up and the horses were browsing and moving and watching bachelors, and all was, well, normal. 🙂 And absolutely, totally, completely, utterly … gorgeous.