Sometimes the mares (Piedra in this case) get a wild hair and try to outrun their stallion. In this case, her band and the band that moseys with her band had gotten a little separated when they chose different sections of an arroyo to drink in.
Her stallion followed along, and maybe she just needed a little gallop because he fairly easily and quickly collected her – and she let herself be collected.
Oh, those wild shenanigans!
Mountain areas – Utah’s La Sals above – have lovely snow, but we don’t. And there’s a lot of brown expanse between here and there.
It’s an easy winter for the wild ones (so far?!), but it’s gonna be a tough summer (unless something changes PDQ).
If a rival stallion is within view, he’s worth taking notice of. Buckeye not only noticed the stallion (and his band), he actually walked halfway toward him (a distance of maybe half a mile). Only after those horses had dropped out of sight over a ridge did Buckeye return to his family. Potential crisis apparently averted. All well in Buckeye’s world.
No, it didn’t stick, or make the ground wet, or even white.
Yes, the sun was shining through low clouds while flakes wafted from high clouds.
Oh my gosh, yes, it was magical with Mariah and her bandmates so peacefully grazing all around.
The blessing is that this magic is not rare with the mustangs in Spring Creek Basin.
Otherwise known as Rowan. 🙂
When photographing Corazon, one has to be ready for the one moment when he looks up from grazing, ears pricked with interest and eye(s) glowing – the one moment in many long moments of otherwise peaceful, quiet wandering – to hit the shutter and capture his handsome self.
Bia loves her auntie Rowan. The feeling is mutual. 🙂
When the light hits their eyes and glows through like that … it’s like a planet full of wisdom and grace. Terra has wisdom in abundance, courtesy in part of her mum, Houdini.
When we say “she’s giving you the *eye* …” do we mean she’s passing on some of that wisdom? Giving you the opportunity to realize her wisdom, her gift of being in the world? I sure like to think (hope) so.
Sweet Alegre was feeling the sleepies on a breezy winter afternoon that wasn’t too nippy.
This young stallion wasn’t sure what to make of my buggy parked on the ridge. He wasn’t sure whether he should challenge it or give it a very wide berth. IT didn’t make any threatening moves, and pretty quickly, he dropped over the other side of the ridge and sought company with wise old Houdini. 🙂 (She’s no longer with the band I found her with earlier this winter, and she’s sticking to a pretty small area – that same area where I found her.)
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 