Allow me to draw your attention away from the gorgeous mustang (the lovely Temple) and from the gorgeous background (McKenna Peak, Temple Butte, Knife Edge, Valentine Mesa … Spring Creek Basin) … and focus it on the green, green blades of galleta grass at the heart of it all.
Courtesy of Mother Nature and her monsoon rains of 2021. 🙂
The queenly grey ladies of Spring Creek Basin. Thick as peas in a pod. I wonder what they’re thinking.
They’ve been married for 52 years today, but they’ve been together since they were teenagers, showing horses in regional shows in northwestern Ohio. Lots of years, lots of miles, lots of states and one foreign country – and that’s just where we lived. Uncle Sam sent them all over the country and my dad to a few other countries (as a family, we lived in Germany). We almost always had horses – or access to them – and since Dad’s retirement from the Army, they’ve had horses and cattle in Texas.
They’ve been partners through it all, working together for their family, their animals, their neighbors, their community.
I can’t wait to see them at the end of the month, when they travel to Colorado for a little relief from the Texas heat! 🙂
Happy anniversary, Mom and Dad! I love you both!
Hollywood.
Handsome.
Really. What else is there to be said? 🙂
Something beautiful from the smoky haze: mustangs alight in the golden glow of sunset.
As bad as the smoke has been in Southwest Colorado, I can’t imagine the conditions at the source in California, Oregon and elsewhere.
Bonus shot of Maiku because I liked his jaunty little tail flip. 🙂
Same area, different day (as Mariah in the post yesterday): Skywalker heads to the water trough for a satisfying drink of cool, clear rainwater collected by the basin’s main water catchment, built more than 20 years ago!
Mariah follows her band after drinking at the trough at the main and original water catchment in Spring Creek Basin. Just another little mosey of an evening in the wilds of western Colorado.
Happy wonderful, wild birthday to my dad, Dave!
My dad (now 73) and mom (almost 74) have been out in the Texas heat and humidity, baling hay for their critters and also for the neighbors. They got some astounding rain earlier this year, and the coastal and haygrazer are tall and thick. There are the usual equipment, uh, issues, but the hay needs baled, so they’re out there gettin’ ‘er done.
And I get to see them again later this month!
My dad is the hardest working guy I know. 🙂 I love you, Dad!
Tenaz and Skywalker, like mustangs everywhere, take everything in stride – heat, bugs, rain, snow, flash floods, lack of easily available water. I don’t know whether they wonder at the recent change in their world. … They probably just take it all in, as it is, when it is.
*I* am grateful for them … and FOR them. 🙂
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 