Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

My, what a lovely long mane you have, Reya dear!

July, what?! It feels like spring with the grass growing! Well, and it’s hot … so I guess it’s really summer after some monsoon rain.

And have you heard? We have water. 🙂

Well, yesterday got exciting. The above pic of Buckeye doesn’t reflect the crazy rain event over an apparently localized area of Disappointment Valley and Spring Creek Basin, but he and his band were grazing what I swear was growing-right-before-our-eyes grasses after the amazingly crazy rain event!

It was a little nerve-wracking while water was gushing down arroyos and along and over parts of Disappointment Road and into Spring Creek (which, with its tributary arroyos, drains Spring Creek Basin) and Disappointment Creek … but I’m pretty sure that our world already looks a little greener. 🙂

With greatest respect – and a wide smile – do I refer to Cassidy Rain as a “monster” for her mud-caked appearance. … To have mud to roll in is a great and wondrous thing! As is the rain we’ve finally gotten in quantities enough to assuredly measure.

No offense to the rockets’ red glare … but I like Mother Nature’s style. 🙂 And it’s a lot more peaceful!

On this day of celebration of American independence (from persecution) and freedom (for everyone), let’s not forget to celebrate what makes America *uniquely* America: Our differences are not meant to be destroying factors but unifying ones; our strength manifested by our varying perspectives.

Let freedom ring … for us all.

A mama/sister/auntie’s love, as gentle as the kiss of last light upon the land as day fades. Breeze familiar and soothing, light as breath.

And there was this also:

Still not a lot of rain over us, but it has to rain *somewhere* to produce a rainbow … ? 🙂

How blessed are we to witness such beauty?

You know that mid-afternoon fade we humans sometimes suffer? I think Piedra was feeling her own fade in the early evening this day. 🙂 And why not? It’s a beautiful nap spot!

Hollywood’s mares adore him.

He’s pretty fond of them, too. 🙂

The last moments of sunlight were so softly lovely last night.

The sun slipped below a cloud bank just above the far horizon, and not long after the light shuttered, a bright, nearly horizontal slash of lightning crossed the western sky. Time to go!

Thunder and lightning boomed and bloomed across Disappointment Valley … wind whipped cottonwood leaves … and ever so slowly, spatters of rain filled the quiet that followed. Peace.