Juniper was a sleepy girl …
… on a lovely, warm spring day …
… and she’s gone. 🙂
Juni down for the count with sister Madison and mama Kestrel. Daddy Comanche was behind them to the right.
What a lovely day. And there’s a blush of green across the hills. As dry as it is, that’s nice to see.
Storm checking in with Cassidy Rain, Roja and Killian. Gaia was just to the right. They were above the pond but kept looking at the hill beyond, even after they drank and left. My poor human eyes couldn’t find what was so interesting over there, but the horses knew it!
All but three of our 10 ponds have water. Of the three that don’t, one still is on the list of priority ponds to be dug out (set by Disappointment Wild Bunch Partners and BLM in 2008), one was dug out last year, and one was started last year and about half dug out before rain hit. To date, only two ponds haven’t been dug out since 2009.
Storm and his band are seen here drinking from the main double pond (both have water, but only one was dug out, so I should amend my earlier statement, but only the main pond holds water reliably). From left: Gaia, Storm, Cassidy Rain, Killian and Roja. Do you see the ice still on the pond?
So dainty!
Comanche welcoming Piedra to his side of the arroyo.
Not to fear: Hollywood intervened, and all was well.
Love.
Despite the color difference, young Tenaz looks strikingly like his sire, Hollywood. In particular, his eyes catch me every time as so much like his daddy’s.
Mister Poco is looking pretty well after the winter.
He has some old-man aches and pains, but it’s good to see him hale and hearty and moving into spring.
Left to right: Apollo (almost 2), Tenaz (almost 3) and Aspen (9-ish or older). Sorrel Hayden (3) also is with the group of bachelor pals.
The misters had been with elder Poco earlier. It was good to see him for the first time after the winter. He looks pretty good – and if I’d gotten to them earlier, I might have had a pic of FOUR bay buds!
This pic just makes me smile. I caught this one image before she went back to grazing. From can’t-get-close when she was with David, to able to get pretty close when she was with Storm, to an intermediate, able-to-get-a-good-look-at-the-belly distance (and always grateful for a long lens). It’s all good.
Maia, in the lead, and Mariah trotting to mamas at the end of a gorgeous day. Note the little bit of snow still on the ground.
In sync.
Everyone should end their days in the sun just like this: surrounded in wildness and beauty and the promise of nature.
