Pricked, piqued

5 02 2021

Terra the supremely lovely watches her band below the eastern end of Valentine Mesa.

It’s amazing how just much the prick of the ears conveys to the enjoyment of a moment in time. Earlier, she apparently disapproved of something a couple of members of the band were doing. Her ears were sideways, and her head was turned away. And just like that, our interest is piqued, and we marvel at her quiet beauty.





Alignment

4 02 2021

Shane and Spirit nap on a windy snow day under the grand icons of Spring Creek Basin, McKenna Peak and Temple Butte.





Little brown

3 02 2021

Our world these days is dark, rich, WET brown with patches of white here and there – kind of like Maiku. 🙂

It’s an unusual situation for us to be so wet, so muddy. And we’re entirely grateful.





Color is overrated

2 02 2021

When the snow is coming down, well-known scenery takes on a very monochromatic look.

Wood accents aren’t just for interior design. They warm up a snowy pic of Raven, too. 🙂





Fresh water

1 02 2021

We don’t have that kind of snow cover anymore, but mustangs in the snow are much happier than pix of mustangs in the mud. 🙂 The mud still makes us happy – don’t get us wrong! And also, mud is tiring to hike around in. So enjoy more mustangs in the snow, like Seneca here, looking gorgeous under McKenna Peak.





Storm shadow

31 01 2021

At the very end of the day, sunlight reached far enough across the basin to highlight the horses I was visiting … and not quite as far as the far hills, where the snow still fell.

With warm days, the snow is melting, melting, melting. It’s a “wealth” of moisture to which we are unaccustomed … and in which we rejoice. Wealth, to those who have no coins at all, is relative. It still seems impossibly wonderful and makes us dream of ponds in the springtime.





Seeing the unseen

30 01 2021

Just because I didn’t see it doesn’t mean *it* wasn’t there. Mariah clearly was captured by the thing unseen by me.





Red in white

29 01 2021

Hayden loves his naps. Always has, since he was a baby.

On this day, with snow gently falling, he kept an occasional eye on me … but mostly, he enjoyed his nap.





Buckskin babe

28 01 2021

Kestrel has the wisest eyes. And a heart on her muzzle. That’s probably as good (or better) as a heart on her sleeve. 🙂





It. Snowed. All. Day!

27 01 2021

OK, maybe not actually 100 percent of the day, but all day long, snow was falling somewhere in or on the edges of Disappointment Valley, up and down and along the ridges rimming the valley.

Best estimates from my own observations and friends-of-a-friend reports are that we have anywhere from about 2-ish inches in the lower part of the valley to about 15 inches at the head of the valley. We’ve gotten more than 2 inches of snow over the last few days, but much has melted before snow fell again (then melted, then more fell).

Even at the very end of the day, when the sun appeared in a narrow blue window below heavy clouds and above a long roll like a crest of waves breaking on an ocean beach, flakes were drifting slowly through the cold air. Temple thought it was a great opportunity for a nap.