
Never far from each other, Winona and Mariah.

Elegant Juniper with her mud smudges and witchy fairy knots looks right at home under a lowering sky.

He looks so much like his great-granddaddy Grey/Traveler. … Miss Rowan glows very golden this summer.
When I first saw them, they were standing together, a bit apart from Aiyanna and Dundee, in a small arrow of sunlight, directed onto them past a fold of the western rimrocks. Before I could get out to them, though, the shaft of light had dimmed from sunset into clouds, but the loveliest light remained, dusting the clouds above with that pink that reflected onto the horses for another few moments.
Sometimes, the question isn’t whether you believe in magic … but how anyone might NOT.

This image is just about perfect as far as showing our bounty of riches currently: Grass, water, mustangs, room to roam.
The very farthest, pinon-juniper-crowded area in the distance is NOT part of Spring Creek Basin, but between here and there … and many more acres to boot … ARE. And we love every inch.

Skywalker and his bachelor pal kicked up some dust this evening around their band and a couple of others.
Showing off for the mares? Protecting those in the band they follow? Either way, it was an impressive sight!

I’ve been trying to figure out how to show all that glorious grass that’s newly *lush* in Spring Creek Basin … but it’s been curiously hard. And WITH all that good grass, the horses are eating most of the time, standing around, not so much of the time. They know a good thing when they have it, and they’re grazing the bounty. 🙂
Thanks to Raven for helping to illustrate the *grass*, spiked in only a couple of places by a couple of four-wing saltbush branches.