Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Tenaz watches another band across another drainage while Temple grazes in the background. In the FAR background, the Glade glows with late-evening, under-the-clouds, golden-aspen-glowing light.

Many of the ponies were sporting mud last night, after the rain the night before. 🙂

Shane, Maia and Alegre half-napping, half watching a visitor. 🙂

Dundee, Aiyanna and Rowan are still getting used to their new home territory … and their new personal photographer. 🙂 As much as I would like them to all gather prettily in the frame, facing forward with ears alert and a stunning background in the, you know, background, they insist that they are wild girls, and it’s much too much to ask for posing postures!

Ah, OK. Much, MUCH more than I want to see any of that posing, I love to see them doing what they’re doing – eating, drinking, moseying, learning the lay of their new wild land. 🙂

We’re ready for some of those storm-dark skies again! Chipeta may not look excited about the rain (this pic is from about a week ago), but I just *know* she was looking forward to the rain! As we are, again, now. 🙂

I think they’re starting to look a little rounder ’round the edges. 🙂

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Speaking of complementary partnerships, The (Cortez) Journal recently highlighted the partnership with the Montezuma County Sheriff’s Mounted Patrol Unit, BLM and mustangs! Kudos to everyone involved with this program!

Maiku moseys after his band with other bands in the distance.

As the seasons march on, the sun is setting earlier and earlier. That’s what it does, of course! It’s noticeable. Here, Maiku and the band were already in the shade of the hill while the rest of the basin still enjoyed the lingering evening light.

Soggy times may be a weird time to remember dusty times, but when the ground is wet (there’s been dew … DEW!), we can remember when the ground wasn’t so wet … when that dust just made for a dramatic background to a photo as Aiyanna, Rowan and Dundee crossed an arroyo on their way to evening water. 🙂

If ridges were the crests of waves and the blowing grasses the motion of the sea, Raven would be a seafaring equine goddess.

We’ve had more rain. Poetic visions aside, that’s more goodness for land and mustangs alike!

This shot came seconds after the pic in yesterday’s post, and just a frame ahead of her stopping near her stallion. 🙂

Terra. Sooooo beautiful!