Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

The wind. It exhausts us.

It hasn’t been too terrible lately (the gnats can attest), but it’s also *not* bringing the rain we so desperately need.

Wind and smoke and haze, back.

But we also got rain. 🙂 Not much. Enough to dampen the dust … until the wind picked up the next day … this day, pictured.

We’ll take whatever we can get.

Sweet Seneca has that *look*. The look of mares with wisdom to pass on to the next generation. She wears it well.

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And for goodness sake, happy Father’s Day to all fathers and father figures out there!

With all the busy-ness lately, I’ve pre-scheduled blog posts and simply lost track of advance dates, when I was behind (!). It wasn’t long after I called my dad this morning (and left a message; he and my mom are even busier than I am) that I remembered that I’d forgotten to hail dads today on the blog.

Happy Father’s Day, Dad. 🙂 Thank you for all you’ve done and all you continue to do – especially getting little kids up in the saddle!