Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Corazon’s band went to the very edge of Spring Creek Basin. Even from this distance, the sight of them right on the edge of the rimrocks made me uneasy!

Beyond them is the great wide-open range of lower Disappointment Valley.

Looks dry, huh? It is.

Cassidy Rain likes to think she’s the queen of camouflage. 🙂 She’s way too beautiful to blend in!

If Maia looks a little glum, no wonder; after our little bit of cooler temps and clouds and rain a week or so ago, it has been dry, dry, dry again. And hazy. Or dusty? Or even smoky.

I can’t speak for her, of course, but the drought sure makes the humans glum.

Seneca catches the light at the end of another blue day with lovely – but not rain-bearing – clouds.

It’s not quite “Man from Snowy River,” but all the horses seemed to have fun galloping down this slope, which is the other side of the slope they grazed their way up, and which made a very narrow spine-of-a-saddle between two hills … and two drainages.

Down the hill in the direction Juniper is going (following some of her band, followed by the rest of her band): water.

What are those silly bachelors up to THIS time?!

Comanche is pretty calm, but the boys have come knocking, and they bear watching.

Maiku’s still looking … still happy with his little family and his place in it (lieutenant).

We wish our skies were that shade of blue these days. … But they’re now either clear of clouds, or the clouds are bright white, not rain-promise blue.

Do you have a great view while you eat supper? Killian’s band does. 🙂