Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Maiku and his band were practicing social distancing from another couple of bands in the area on this beautiful, golden evening in Spring Creek Basin.

Hayden was working up a sweat from the effort to keep a couple of rival stallions away from his band of mares. Still, he gleams like the shiniest copper penny ever minted. How DOES he do that?!

Happy birthday to my brother, Jeff. He’s working from home like so many others these days, as hard as ever. Happy May Day, little bro!

Muddy.

Still shaggy.

Wind-blown hairdo.

Extreme gorgeousity. 🙂 Our Juniper-girl.

Hayden goes to great lengths to keep Copper socially – and otherwise – distanced from his family!

Winona jogs past McKenna Peak and Temple Butte, following her family, moving with another band.

Those bits of white on the slopes of McKenna Peak aren’t snow; that’s salt coming to the surface. We did have a bit of graupel Easter morning that made the ground (very) momentarily white. It melted almost immediately and left a bit of mud, which stuck to hiking shoes … until it dried well before the shoes were done with  their hike. 🙂

Temple’s and Madison’s attention was caught by the sound of a raven flying along a wall of the nearby arroyo.

I had started walking down into the arroyo to follow another band that had gone through it and was grazing farther along, just above it. When I happened to look behind me, I saw that I had some taggers-along (or is that tag-alongs?).

This might be their version of “hey, nothing to see here … look, over there!” 🙂

Even under clouds, magic glows.