
Today’s fun image brought to you by the sun that shines on us all. 🙂 Alegre also seems to be having a laugh about it.

Today’s fun image brought to you by the sun that shines on us all. 🙂 Alegre also seems to be having a laugh about it.

Before long, we’ll be feeling that brutal ol’ sun.
But now, it’s still spring, and we still think rain is possible.

While Killian was browsing among the greening greasewood the other day, he emerged with a whole branch down his face, hanging from his forelock. I chuckled and asked if he’d model his “spring bling” for the folks back home. Alas, by the time I got into position to take his portrait, he had re-emerged from the greasewood sans branch.

As he ambled out of the greasewood thickets to graze the emerging grass (!), I realized that, with the true wisdom of mustangs, Killian was showing me the true bling of spring, and it was – thankfully – all around us.
Now, this was in the higher elevation southern part of the basin, which gets more moisture (note the presence of trees in the background). But there IS honest-to-goodness actual grass in them thar hills.
Also, from this position, I spotted another band. When I hiked over to visit them, I spotted yet another band. And that’s some real goodness in them thar hills. 🙂

Hey, it’s hard to look fabulous when the wind is howling. Good looks and a hair-do like that doesn’t just happen naturally. … Oh, wait! Yes, it does!
Tenaz – rockin’ Colorado’s spring winds. You go, guy!

Rising above the brown, below the blue, Alegre-girl. As far as I know, she doesn’t eat apples (no apple trees in the basin). 🙂

Parts of the basin got a wave of graupel yesterday evening.
Later, it snowed. … Yep, SNOWED. Big, fat, lovely flakes. They all melted on impact with the ground, my sweatshirt, the horses’ fuzzy coats (still, a bit) and windblown manes and forelocks. We did get some moisture out of it … as my slightly muddy shoes showed when I got back to the Jeep. 🙂
It wasn’t nearly enough, but it sure was nice.

It took some miles and elevation gain to catch up with Kwana and his band a few days ago in the far eastern part of the basin. Miles well walked. 🙂

Kwana drinks from a seep in an arroyo. Most of the water coming to the surface was “downstream” to the right (see next pic). The white stuff is salt.

Yep, it’s as dry out there as it looks.