Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

There’s something so peaceful about rim-lit horses grazing their way through an evening. The sun sinks ever lower (did you remember the time change?), and the only tension is the need to get back to a road and head out as the sun bids farewell to another day and the temperature drops again.

Big, handsome Storm, caught in the late light that makes everything glow, keeps an eye on me and an ear on his grazing mares. Because he’s never not alert, even though he’s a pretty chill wild guy. 🙂

Sweet, peaceful Madison gives me the look of curiosity while Temple moseys by in her grazing.

I love those flared nostrils, trying to get a whiff of the human, on the edges of the soft black muzzle. 🙂 So beautiful!

A hint of the snow-bearing clouds shows beyond the basin’s northwestern boundary, beyond the very lovely little family of Buckeye and his girls, Dundee, Rowan and Aiyanna. An hour later, the clouds had overtaken Spring Creek Basin and the rest of Disappointment Valley.

The ground was already nearly dry (there were still some muddy areas) yesterday, and we’re anticipating some more winter weather!

After the horses disappeared through some trees as I was following them, Cassidy Rain reappeared, seeming to be waiting for me to come on along and catch up.

We’ve had bits and skiffs of snow, up to about an inch and a half, but it melts very quickly and seeps into the thirsty ground, leaving delicious mud. The mud makes travel a bit challenging (!), but we need the moisture so badly, it’s impossible to complain – and leaves us wanting more!