We’ve gotten some rain (!) that has returned our Colorado-turquoise skies to their usual clarity, but I couldn’t resist sharing this image of lovely Alegre and wise Houdini from a not-too-long-ago visit. Their personalities shine clearly: Alegre, curious; Houdini, not interested … and keeping an eye on things as usual. 🙂
Light is a beautiful, wondrous, gorgeous thing.
To it – that big, glowing orb around which our world revolves – we owe all.
Ginormous congratulations to Kathryn Wilder for the win of “Desert Chrome” in the creative nonfiction category of the Colorado Book Awards!!!
From Torrey House Press:
Kathryn Wilder’s personal story of grief, motherhood, and return to the desert entwines with the story of America’s mustangs as Wilder makes a home on the Colorado Plateau, her property bordering a mustang herd. Desert Chrome illuminates these controversial creatures—their complex history in the Americas, their powerful presence on the landscape, and ways to help both horses and habitats stay wild in the arid West—and celebrates the animal nature in us all.
“Testimony to the healing power of wildness . . . a candid memoir that interweaves a trajectory of loss, pain, and hard-won serenity with a paean to wild horses.” —KIRKUS REVIEWS
Give it a read. You won’t be *disappointed*! 🙂
A little bit of smoke haze has continued to infiltrate our skies at various times. That said, this view, from the basin’s northern hills, is one of my favorite in Spring Creek Basin. A landscape painter (or photographer) couldn’t have a much better background for a magical subject. 🙂
The wind. It exhausts us.
It hasn’t been too terrible lately (the gnats can attest), but it’s also *not* bringing the rain we so desperately need.
Pretty girls Mariah and Winona, just trying to survive the wind.
Are words necessary?
I don’t think so, either. 🙂
Wind and smoke and haze, back.
But we also got rain. 🙂 Not much. Enough to dampen the dust … until the wind picked up the next day … this day, pictured.
We’ll take whatever we can get.
Storm, for 2.7 seconds after he realized *someone* was nearby. When he realized I was that someone, he went back to grazing. 🙂
Sweet Seneca has that *look*. The look of mares with wisdom to pass on to the next generation. She wears it well.
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And for goodness sake, happy Father’s Day to all fathers and father figures out there!
With all the busy-ness lately, I’ve pre-scheduled blog posts and simply lost track of advance dates, when I was behind (!). It wasn’t long after I called my dad this morning (and left a message; he and my mom are even busier than I am) that I remembered that I’d forgotten to hail dads today on the blog.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad. 🙂 Thank you for all you’ve done and all you continue to do – especially getting little kids up in the saddle!
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 