Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

When the light is as sublime as this, you’d think the mustangs would drop everything and pose like the wild beauties they are. …

Not so much. 🙂

So you have to catch them as you can, before the light is gone for another day. Pretty Temple is the day’s lovely model.

It’s hard keeping one’s ladies in line. They’re independent thinkers, those girls, and though a stallion can mostly get them lined out in the “right” direction, they do like to dawdle here and there and everywhere.

Here, Storm was on the march to collect a couple of wayward grazers as they made their way (I think) toward and in the direction of – eventually – water. He was well aware of a band just leaving the water source, not too far away, and that might have lent a little urgency to his mission. I was with them until the sun did hit the horizon, and though they moved to the other side of a big arroyo, they didn’t seem in too big a hurry to challenge the other band on the path to evening water.