Again, that rich bay coat against the cold blue shaded snow … GLORIOUS! Plump Maiku glows with good winter health.
We did get a covering of snow late yesterday afternoon, on top of rain-saturated mud. 🙂 We’re looking for more snow as the week fades toward the ringing in of the new year!
You might have to zoom in to the space between Buckeye and Rowan to see the magic snow in the air that’s the point of the title of this post. … But I swear … it’s magical.
Spirit has the cutest, sweetest face with her big, bright eyes and long, tousled forelock! She has a perpetually curious look about her and is just about one of my favorite girls in the basin.
I adore these rich tones of brown land and shining silver mountains – and graceful grey mustang. The light was just right (though I could have wished more on Temple’s face). There’s still a little snow on the ground, and you can see the most snow is on the shaded north-facing slope in the distance beyond Temple’s head. In those places, the snow is still a couple of inches deep, though much of the rest of it has melted in our warming temps.
Coming this week – hopefully – some fresh white stuff!
Hope you all had a marvelous Christmas. 🙂
Merry Christmas to you all, and may the light and joy and peace of the season be with you now and throughout the coming year.
From our herd to yours, may many wild blessings shine on you and your families!
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Update:
This – THIS – was Christmas morning sunrise over Disappointment Valley! 🙂
Pretty glorious on the day of Christmas magic. Blessings to you all!
Miss Kestrel is a bright, beautiful spot in a bright, beautiful, snowy world.
Merry Christmas Eve!
Cassidy Rain seems to skip through the snow as she follows her band away from a little water hole. It wasn’t snowing on us there, but it was still snowing lightly far to the east. I love that no matter how wintry cold the landscape looks (and it was chilly), the mustangs always look so perfectly warm (especially as I’m practically waddling in all my Michelin-Man layers!).
The winter solstice was yesterday. The shortest day of the year saw temps plunge 30 degrees in 15 minutes at Denver International Airport – from 42 degrees to just 13, according to a Denver Post headline that came through my email.
Over here in the southwestern corner of the state (note to news source that said the temps would be “shockingly cold pretty much everywhere in Colorado“: we’re actually in Colorado, thanks), we started *warming* a little bit today. I saw 34 degrees, but it may have gotten a bit warmer. 🙂
Quite a start to winter. Stay warm out there, wherever you live!
Waves in Sundance’s mane; waves of erosion folds on the far ridge, accentuated by snow.
Love it all. 🙂
When I was visiting with Sundance’s band recently, he suddenly became very interested in the little pinon-juniper forest nearby, which alerted me to a fairly big group of mule deer does and fawns. By the time I saw them, at least half were slipping silently into the trees. I was happy to get this group portrait of several of the girls looking toward me and the horses, alert but not upset.
Behind me, Sundance was watchful, but his mares had already settled into nap mode under the ever-so-lightly falling snow.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 