
With all the greys of varying shades in Spring Creek Basin, not to mention the winter-brown shades of the snowless landscape, lovely Gaia also provides a bright spot on cloudy days when no rain or snow falls.

With all the greys of varying shades in Spring Creek Basin, not to mention the winter-brown shades of the snowless landscape, lovely Gaia also provides a bright spot on cloudy days when no rain or snow falls.

A young stallion walks into the Spring Creek arroyo to drink from thawed ice along the edges. The white you see on the “beaches” and banks isn’t snow – or ice. It’s salt. All of the soil (and water not in the catchments) is alkaline, and it comes to the surface in various places, especially near damp places such as arroyos. Not the whole length of Spring Creek has ice in it; the above-pictured section is where water has come to the surface and frozen. In the summer, until it dries up, it’s a seepy place for the mustangs to drink.

This pic was taken on the first day of 2024 – as were a number of others – and it (and they) never got posted because it snowed soon afterward, and I posted *those* pix. … We got a couple of encouraging little snowfalls … and since then, bupkus*. As in zilch, nada, nichts, nyet. And I’m as upset with the forecasters as I am with Mother Nature currently. Irrationally, I know, but C’MON! Please??
So I thought a nice, happy, bright pic of one of my favorite families would cheer me up – and you readers along with me.
Please: Say some prayers, appeal to the universe, Ma Nature, Father Winter, dance in the moonlight snow (it IS getting bright out there, though there’s no snow on our ground to reflect it), whatever you think might jog some moisture loose from the sky. We’re in desperate need of snow (or rain). …
(* Who knew, but bubkes (correct spelling) actually is a word. Find the meaning of it here.)

I promised a “more dignified” image of Reya, and with that promise and a wish for snow that’s not finding its way to Spring Creek Basin and lower Disappointment Valley, here’s a snowy pic of Reya.
Maybe Mother Nature will hear our appeal and drop some snow on us. …

Seneca rouses long enough from her nap to look at a band across the little arroyo between her band and that band. Then she went back to sleep. With a high temp that day at 50 degrees, conditions were lovely for a nice nap!
The ground was VERY muddy, but it’s mostly free of snow now. The 95 percent chance we had a few days ago resulted in zero snow (ZERO! how does that happen?!). Now the forecast is giving us about 40 percent chance of rain or snow today and tomorrow. We have to remain optimistic.

Mariah (see below) appeared at the top of a little knoll above me as I was taking pix of horses slightly below *me*.
She’s looking at them while I’m admiring her.
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Update! I realized I left out a couple of very important letters when naming the beauty pictured above. This isn’t Maia, it’s MARIAH! Ha. So sorry!

I’ll have more dignified pix of Reya in the near future, but I’m posting this one because, although she’s known me since she was a weanling (which was a year or 17 ago), she’s the only horse in Spring Creek Basin who continues to blow at me. It *still* makes me laugh, which, I’m sure, is NOT the reaction she’s going for (if she were actually “going for” a reaction). 🙂

Maia gives me a perfectly beautiful look with Temple Butte lit up with evening light against a bit of a cloudy sky (likely snow farther to the southeast at higher elevation). Beauty and beauty.

Lady Houdini is showing her age every time I see her lately. It’s a hard time of winter right now with a fair covering of snow and very frigid temperatures. These are difficult challenges she’s met numerous times in her very long life, but at her age (30s, as best as I can tell), it’s still just hard on the old girl.
In another development, I found her not with Flash but with another young stallion. I’d been seeing them – from a distance – recently, so I don’t know what happened or exactly when. She’s in a completely different area of the basin now with her new band: three other mares, one of whom she knew from her years with Hollywood. Whatever else, I’m glad she has mare company.