
Sundance nibbles some greasewood as the sun goes down on another day.

Chipeta had finally deigned to look up from her grazing to pose with Utah’s La Sal Mountains in the background … but the shadow cast by the setting sun from her hip was right on her face at about eye level. I was hoping she’d lift her head just a fraction of a bitty bit, so I could at least see her eyes … when she turned her whole head to look at a band mate behind her.
Ahhhhh. Beautiful. Click. 🙂

Is it just me, or is Storm just glorious, even covered in old mud, hanging out, napping, watching his mares graze?
Yeah. I think not, too. 😉

A telephoto lens compresses landscapes; these landforms aren’t nearly as close in reality as they appear to be in the above photo. … But it sure is dramatic, adding to a beautiful view of a little band in the late evening sunlight.
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If you’re local, please join me and Kathryn Wilder, author of “Desert Chrome: Water, a Woman, and Wild Horses in the West,” at 5:30 p.m. Tuesday, Oct. 4, at Cortez Public Library. Kat will read from “Desert Chrome,” and we’ll talk about the mustangs of Spring Creek Basin and our partnership with our Tres Rios BLM folks.

Maiku was doing a little visiting the other day. Just checking out a couple of neighboring bands. He and two bachelors had a friendly chat, and then they all went back to the business of grazing – and drinking. In the background are the rimrocks above Spring Creek canyon, and Spring Creek was running that day after a rain.
We all love it when water is so convenient!

Right place, right time to catch this young prince crowned by a faint rainbow after rain that fell only in the eastern/southeastern part of Spring Creek Basin.

Handsome Flash.