Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

It’s not quite “Man from Snowy River,” but all the horses seemed to have fun galloping down this slope, which is the other side of the slope they grazed their way up, and which made a very narrow spine-of-a-saddle between two hills … and two drainages.

Down the hill in the direction Juniper is going (following some of her band, followed by the rest of her band): water.

What are those silly bachelors up to THIS time?!

Comanche is pretty calm, but the boys have come knocking, and they bear watching.

Maiku’s still looking … still happy with his little family and his place in it (lieutenant).

We wish our skies were that shade of blue these days. … But they’re now either clear of clouds, or the clouds are bright white, not rain-promise blue.

Do you have a great view while you eat supper? Killian’s band does. 🙂

Mister Hayden’s band was behind him. Another stallion’s band was ahead of him. Another stallion who already has a lieutenant stallion and didn’t need any “help” from Hayden to ward off the young bachelor also on the prowl through the trees.

Temple seems to ask if wind equals rain.

Well, usually?

We didn’t get rain during the above photography time; but it did come later, after a weirdly eerie stillness, in the dark.

I’m not sure what kind of critter made the pitter-pat tracks down her shoulder, but isn’t it cool!? 🙂 (It’s really just still-dark hair that hasn’t greyed out at the same rate as the rest of her coat.) And isn’t SHE gorgeous!