Because that light was dreamy, another one of Chrome. His long(est) dredlock usually hangs on the other side of his neck, but he had tossed his head at some point, flipping the long locks to this side, where, from my vantage point, it caught the light just right as it swayed gently with the movement of his mosey.
If you click on the photo to make it bigger, you can see the sparkles of raindrops that were falling, even as we reveled in the shine of the sun.
Nope, just a plane. Because of the acoustics of the bowl-like hill the horses were grazing in, the plane sounded like it was about to buzz the treetops above us. It wasn’t really that close, but it wasn’t high-flying, either. Gaia’s reaction is a reminder that the horses don’t forget dangers from the sky, either.
(Other than the horses looking, the plane caused no negative reactions.)
Even in the wild, the girls bond in their bands. From a vantage point up a hill, Gaia and Mysterium watch a vehicle driving niiiice and slowly – and right where it was supposed to be: on the road.
Tenaz, responding to another stallion, caught through fall grasses. Isn’t he magnificent?
Because you can’t have too many (pix of) ponies under the rainbow. 🙂
Because a million words wouldn’t cover the range of joy and love I feel for these mustangs of Spring Creek Basin.
Every. Single. Day.
The second rifle (hunting) season started yesterday in Colorado. Third season is the busiest season here, but traffic already has increased noticeably – including in Spring Creek Basin.
Unfortunately, a group of multiple people on ATVs and UTVs not only rode/drove off a designated road, damaging the basin’s fragile soil and vegetation (illegal), they rode/drove into McKenna Peak Wilderness Study Area (where motor vehicles are not allowed, making that activity also illegal). While they were at it, they disturbed the band I was with so much that said band ran all the way across the basin.
Fortunately, after sunset, I found the band, resting at peace. All OK.
Mustangs from different bands form a line to water – a still-nicely-filled pond in the middle of Spring Creek Basin. Two of the basin’s icons – McKenna Peak and Temple Butte – fill the horizon and frame the magic.
Summer monsoons didn’t materialize here in the southwestern corner of the state, and we’re looking for autumn rains somewhere in all these blue, blue, cloudless skies. Fortunately, some raindrops have returned to our forecast. Crossing fingers and hooves.
… like daughter.
These grey girls epitomize beauty in the basin. Amazing Alegre and marvelous Maia know how to stop viewers in their tracks!
Striding across Spring Creek Basin and straight into our hearts – Sundance.
