Skywalker doesn’t have much longer to nurse before mama Rave starts to wean him in preparation for her new baby. But by the looks of this sweet mama, she’s in no hurry to wean her big baby boy. Love how she seems to be hugging him, content in the late-day light.
This was taken last week. Yesterday, the basin – at least parts of – got about 5 inches of snow. What a relief.
Easier said than done sometimes, but we do it because the sun comes up and days stretch before us, needing to be lived. And with each day we live – well – we honor those we’ve lost.
Mustang angel and lover of all wild life Pati Temple passed away yesterday evening.
Look out, God, whirlwind coming your way!
Pati was one of the most influential people in my life, despite having known her for just the last few years. Words cannot come close to describing the dynamo that was Pati, and at this point, the heartbreak is too raw to try.
God speed, Pati, on the wings of your beloved mustangs. You are much loved and will be most incredibly missed.
Seneca carefully watches daddy Ty graze the choice grasses still available through the snow. Pictured is – I think – sand dropseed, prevalent throughout the basin.
Mini me with daddy. Nearly identical stances, which isn’t all that unusual, but it’s CUTE!
Mmm hmm. Cute. 🙂
Madison, daughter of Comanche and Kestrel, walks across a patch of ice in the bottom of an arroyo where her band and Hollywood’s drank. Most of the bands’ members are behind her, but mama Kestrel had found a little seep in the snow just around the bend ahead of her. Interestingly, when Kes went back and forth, she skirted this patch of ice to the right, against the wall of the arroyo. Madison, with the confidence of youth, walked straight across. I love the sunlight turning her bay coat red against the blue of the shadowed ice and snow.
Ever-handsome Comanche coming out of an arroyo where his family and Hollywood’s were drinking from a seep. All drinking together, except the two boys. Really a fascinating dynamic.
Temple will be a year old in April. In this image, she followed mama Piedra, grazed with her and then walked ahead. Forging her own way in the world. Figuratively, still, at this point. Our babies are growing up!
Daddy Ty, like most stallion daddies, is a very good daddy! Seneca likes to hang out with him. I love his stance of casual protection while baby girl grazes right beside him. Mama Chipeta grazes contentedly in the background.
Baby Seneca is about 4 months old now. Still giving mama kisses. 🙂
Note the lack of snow on the hill in the background. This weekend, we got rain – RAIN! In January! But we do not complain about moisture in any form, even though it has left the area a soggy, sodden, saturated, simply wonderfully wet mess! Hopefully the great amount of moisture will seep into the thirsty earth before the cold returns and turns mudville into ice-central!
Kestrel and two of her three girls. Both Juniper (middle) and Madison (left) were sired by Comanche.
