Lookin’ good

6 08 2017

Seven ... Spring Creek Basin ... Knife Edge, McKenna Peak and Temple Butte.

Seven at home.

We should all be so lucky. 🙂





Night, good

5 08 2017

Against the sky.

Just knowing they’re there … that’s enough. We work hard to keep them there.





It’s the blue eyes

4 08 2017

Kwana

How do you spell a catcall whistle? 🙂

I mean, really! Right?!

Young Kwana is a handsome boy!

A yearling colt from one band was playing with a stallion from another band when Kwana decided that he was being left out of the fun and trotted over to join the game.





The girl is gold

3 08 2017

Piedra

Beautiful Piedra, we love you so.





A shout for water … and a volunteer

2 08 2017

Gaia

Ah … full pond. 🙂

‘Nuff said!

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Happy birthday to mustang volunteer extraordinaire, Frank Amthor! Thank you for all you do for our mustangs in Spring Creek Basin!

 





Never blah

1 08 2017

Skywalker

This photo seems so grey … but the day was so vibrant with rain-green grass and sunset light on the far ridges.

Finding Skywalker and his pals over a ridge was a beautiful bonus. 🙂





Drifty

31 07 2017

Sundance

Ho hum. Just another gorgeous grey hunk of a wild  stallion.

🙂

Sundance in the wind.





Moments of magic

30 07 2017

Ty

For whatever reason, I love this image of Ty. Just an everyday motion to rub a fly off his leg or reach for a mouthful of grass, but there’s beauty in all those little movements of the task of living in the wild moment.





Little big man

29 07 2017

Maiku

Maiku is looking for love.

Advice to a young stallion: When targeting a mare, try not to pick a band that already has a lieutenant stallion.





Grassy greeting

27 07 2017

Coming to say hello

How do ya’ll like that grass? 🙂

The horses look wet because they ARE wet; they’d been drinking and playing in a recently filled pond. They were headed (away) up a trail when I walked out to check the status of the pond. They stopped and looked back … and then I had to scramble to dump my backpack and fumble my camera out and get it turned on and hope the settings were any kind of decent when they ran down and circled around me.

Well, hello to you beautiful ponies, too!