Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Madison issues a reminder to the already-over-there members of the band that she and *the rest* of the band are close and following, and don’t-leave-us-behind!

Temple follows a well-worn mustang trail to water on a golden evening.

We’re hoping for good snow this winter to try to offset the past year’s drought. It would be nice to see a coating on the ground as nearly pristine as Temple’s coat. 🙂

Shane focuses on browsing while keeping her eyes on the paparazzi.

Stout little-big Odin is growing up fast. He’s haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaandsome!

Hope you’re all recovering from feasts. 🙂 Odin certainly isn’t missing any groceries!

Piedra keeps an eye on me as she walks into the dwindling light.

Talk about interesting tones of brown in the background and the reflected light that makes even her grey coat look brown. 🙂

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. 🙂

I hope you all have blessings in your lives, and, especially, I hope you all are blessings in others’ lives!

Buckeye, ensuring he knows where everybody is as they graze.

Love those amber and rich bay and brown tones of Tenaz and the hills of Spring Creek Basin as he watches his band head toward evening water.

Tall, dark and gorgeous Cassidy Rain is ready for winter in her velvet winter coat, grazing along with her band.

Moments after I got out to the band and snapped this golden pic of half-hidden Bia, the sun vanished behind clouds, just above the horizon.

Today starts fourth rifle season, and while after the chaos of last season, it can’t be worse, already drivers are up and down once again. So many weeks of peace and quiet don’t prepare us, ever, for the misery of driving seasons. It’ll soon all be (mostly) over.