Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

At the very end of the day, as night is settling the covers over that ol’ sun for another twist ’round the planetary bend, sometimes we have clouds from the passing of rain far away, beyond our desperate shores.

And sometimes, under the full cover of darkness, Ma Nature decides that her parched and patient (OK, not very) Disappointment Valley country needs a bit of a slurp.

And *all the time* – ALL. THE. TIME. – when we received that “liquid gold” (thanks, Mom!), we are grateful. Later the night above (which was Thursday night), we got 0.08 inch of moisture, and we are grateful. … So very grateful.

We need more, of course. We’ve just been “upgraded” to the “extreme” level of drought. I don’t begin to know why the far western sliver of western Colorado still is only “severe” (maybe those recent curtains of rain I’ve seen to the west between us and the mountains have helped that country lately), but we’re now just inside the angry red.

The other night’s brief, gentle sprinkle was wonderful … much more is needed.

Reya often is happy to help me out by posing attentively with spectacular Spring Creek Basin icons McKenna Peak (near) and Temple Butte (farther) in the background. Well, “happy” may not be quiiiiiiiite the right word, but her (brief) attentiveness means she IS rather cooperative. 🙂

What you fabulous readers don’t see is the-pic-taken-a-few-seconds-later …

… when she decides that she’d rather find something to eat than listen to me blather on about how beautiful she is, blah, blah, blah …

… even half covered in recent mud and giving me the butt view. 🙂

These pix were taken 15 seconds apart, at 6:19:32, at 6:19:39 and at 6:19:47.

See ya!

Big man (err, stallion) Skywalker always brightens our days.

Blessed.

Juniper is most lovely against a stormy sky. While we didn’t get any rain in Spring Creek Basin, we could see curtains of rain around us, which had to be nice for those folks and critters getting it. Maybe soon we’ll get our due (which is kind of a lot, truly).

(And somebody must have been getting storms because the power went out before I could schedule this last night to post this morning!)

Hayden is proud of himself after running off an intruder who thought he’d cut in line to get to water. He wasn’t really too close, but Hayden thought he’d be the enforcer of the water-hole etiquette anyway.

If Killian looks a little grumpy … and like he’s hiding in the shade of a tamarisk in a deep arroyo in Spring Creek Basin … well, who can blame him? He doesn’t know the numbers, but he knows it’s hot. Our mercury hit at least 98 yesterday, and triple digits are on tap this weekend.

And one little brown mustang.