
Juniper walked down this ridge and then stopped to pose beneath Temple Butte, named for one of our original amazing advocates, Pati Temple. Lovely ladies, both.

Juniper walked down this ridge and then stopped to pose beneath Temple Butte, named for one of our original amazing advocates, Pati Temple. Lovely ladies, both.

Handsome Tenaz with one of his young mares, seen over the back of a closer horse that was grazing. On that particular day (before the snow), it was trying to spit rain, and a rainbow, which had been spectacular and long-lasting and that faded and came back at least a couple of times, was stubbornly (!) NOT appearing while I was in the basin in the presence of horses – even though the clouds were opening to the sunshine and closing like a camera’s shutter.
If you look closely, you can see the sprinkles.
I never did get a pic of the rainbow with the horses, but it was a beautiful visit with the band nonetheless.

Hey, you’re not my pony pals!
Mysterium seemed to be ready to head to water during the short visit I had with her, Flash and Gaia the other night. I was mostly focused on the latter two because beyond them was the magnificent view northwest toward Utah’s La Sal Mountains. When I turned to leave, Myst had moved to directly opposite, and the backpack zipper as I started to pack away my camera caught her attention. It’s maybe hard to tell, but she’s looking over her shoulder (and hip) at me.
Caughtcha, beautiful girl!

Corazon’s band has seemingly been traveling with another small band recently (the last week or slightly more). Mostly, they seem very comfortable with each other (a couple of the mares – one in each band – are sisters), but sometimes, somebody wanders uncomfortably close (for the comfort of one or the other of the stallions), and that just has to be corrected!

Flash and Gaia (until recently, one of Storm’s long(LONG)-time mares) start their evening browsing in the mud among the patches of snow (! still) after rousing from a nap. Mysterium also is still with them, but she seemed to be already ready to head for a water source and was just waiting for them to wake up.
I do think I saw Storm a week or so ago, from a very great distance – and he was actually watching young Flash and his former mares. I still haven’t seen him close, but he seems to be OK.
Flash has acquired and lost, acquired and lost a few mares these last couple of years, but he seems to be doing well with Gaia and Myst … and they with him.

Well, I’ve seen Hollywood recently. Once far and once near.
He’s thin. Really thin. It hurts my heart, and though I want ya’ll to know he’s still gracing the basin with his presence, it may not be for much longer.

All decked out in her velvet finery for the long winter ahead, Cassidy Rain is just a lovely, lovely mustang mare. (It was super windy that day, and I love the little curl of her blowing tail.)
Hope you’re all ready for Thanksgiving feasts with family or friends or both! Happy Thanksgiving eve!