Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Little Tesora: plump and velvety. 🙂

Skywalker scatters some mud on his way down to cross a little arroyo in search of better pickin’s. The horses were really going after the snakeweed, sticking up above the snow, which wasn’t very deep and was already melting into the grateful ground (or so I like to imagine, as *I* am very grateful for the moisture!).

As Christmas trees go, it’s a little spindly, but we work with what we have. 🙂

Madison and Temple – and all of us in Spring Creek Basin –
wish you and your families the very merriest Christmas!

All is calm, all is bright.

Merry Christmas Eve!

It’s official: All we needed to make the brown look more *gold* and less blah is a bit of white stuff … and one very gorgeous grey mustang girl (thanks, Temple!). 🙂

Thick velvet bay winter coat and snow drifting over the far ridges.

Sigh.

Blessed.

Happy winter solstice, everyone!

Winona found a low spot in a shallow arroyo on the west side of Flat Top to nap; it was as out of the wind as possible that day. Even in her sheltered spot, she had a good view of the human wandering around in the snow.

You really have to wonder what they wonder about our strange-to-them movements: I’m not grazing. I’m not looking for a spot out of the wind. I’m not with others of my kind. I’m just wandering around, clicking every now and then and making other also-unintelligible noises. What weird creatures! 🙂