Sancho pops into view to check on his ponies after skirting the hill they were on as they moseyed about their evening grazing. They took the high route while he took the low route.
Check out his cutie-patootie mustachio! I’ve meant to get a better pic, but it hasn’t worked out. So enjoy this view of handsome Sancho and his ‘stache!
Who DOESN’T like to walk straight into water on a hot day?
Thank goodness there are at least a couple of ponds with water in Spring Creek Basin right now.
Temple and her band love this one.
Yesterday was spring equinox, and now the days get longer (though after the time change, they already seem longer as I’m out way “later” chasing that golden light on golden ponies). The temp hit at least 85F. T-shirt weather. In March.
(Sue, I just saw the first prince’s plume plants shooting up their plumes. … Innnnnnnnnnnnnnnsane. At *least* a full month early???)
Buckeye follows his mares (every stallion knows when to follow) along the north side of the Spring Creek arroyo toward the canyon in Spring Creek Basin. They’d just left a stretch of shallow, trickling water, where they drank their fill before moseying on to find some evening grazing.
Going back a couple of days, to the time before the wind when the mountains were still clear on the northwestern horizon.
I read an article recently about how lack of dust on the snow of the mountains is a good thing. … And it is (dust causes the snow to melt more rapidly). … But I imagine that those same researchers will find a pretty “good” layer of dust after this weekend, and that just joins the bad news of “skimpy snow” (according to the article) to begin with.
Still, we have to admire the positive, and that’s Flash and all our other wild ones in that magnificent landscape. … And pray for a wet(ter???) spring.
It’s always a good day when I can spend a little time with beautiful Cassidy Rain and her band. She actually posed right there for a couple of minutes. (Thank you, lady!)
The subtle light on that beloved background was sublime; it doesn’t actually translate very well in the pic. But some of the softness of that light is because it’s diffused by blowing dust. Though it’s hard to tell by Cassidy Rain’s relatively “tame” mane and tail, it was still *windy*, even very close to sunset.
Apparently, weather across the country is supposed to get crazy. … Err, MORE crazy. It was 72F here yesterday (that ain’t good). But the craziest we’re supposed to get is that today’s high will be “only” in the 50s! Wherever you are, readers, stay safe out there!
Corazon’s band was in the same area that evening, and even though you can’t see his face and eyes, I liked this pic as he led his band away toward water.
Gaia leads Juniper and Mysterium up a trail.
It looks pretty parched out there, but signs of spring are *everywhere*.
Winona declines to race the pronghorns. 🙂
Wise choice, lady, because you are low-energy, and they are faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaast!
Grey girls Piedra and Maia are still shaggy at the end of what passed for “winter” this year.
The spring winds are blowing, and the ponies are starting to shed under sunny skies and 70-degree days. (Argh.)
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 