Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

If I was a horse and knee- and cheek-deep in grass, I wouldn’t bother posing for a crazy human, either. If she doesn’t have the sense to take advantage of the green while it’s green, her loss (!)! 😉

See ’em?

This was the morning after the storm, low clouds still wreathing McKenna Peak, Temple Butte and the eastern ridges of Spring Creek Basin. The above pic was taken from outside the basin looking in.

At middle-left, on the near hill, see ’em?

Flash and his buddies, just hanging out.

By the “dark” of the hills, you can tell the ground is rain-saturated.

Maiku watches the progress of a lone bachelor stallion away from the band he serves as lieutenant. The band was moseying along behind him, more interested in grazing after drinking … seemingly content and trusting that Maiku was on duty.

A storm was sorta kinda trying to build up to the east. It didn’t make it to us, but we’re hoping for similar promising weather this week.

If Corazon can be said to have a certain swagger in his step, he can be forgiven; he’d just had a chat with a lone bachelor, who didn’t stick around long.

And then the sun broke through and brought color to life.

We might be getting closer to a bit of rain. We’ve had clouds overhead and virga on the horizons.

On this particular day, Flash and the sky and hills were all a shade of grey until the sun broke once again through the clouds.

We’re hoping we’re closer to a bit of rain. Surely any day now.

Do you blame me for having no words to express my appreciation?

Subtle. Gorgeous.

The most subtle light … Kestrel’s sandstone color … that beloved horizon. … Love.