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.
This little critter is easier to see (well, kinda) – and standing nearly right over him/her, the lens is zoomed in as much as possible. S/he was TINY. About the size of the end of my finger, maybe. The only reason I saw it was because of the motion of it, scuttling around on those little baby legs. Fast! I got only three pix snapped, and only one – this one – was even slightly in focus.
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).
The ground was damp when I took this pic of Kestrel last week while she snacked on some four-wing saltbush. It was quite, um, cool. 🙂
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!
Chipeta is another model-beautiful girl who really doesn’t have time for the glamour shots, thank you very much. 🙂
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Shout out to my friend Deb, who is retiring after 31 years at the newspaper in Texas where we met. She was my first journalism mentor (and one of my best), and we’ve kept in touch all this time (since I moved from there to Colorado in 2001). She has outlasted too many people to count – editors, reporters, managers – and is as feisty as ever. We’ve chortled about a great many things during our friendship, and almost every time I make it home to Texas to visit my folks, we have lunch at the Olive Garden in town, right off the highway, which now is an interstate.
I sure appreciate that you’ve kept me apprised of baseball and politics goings-on all these years, and I hope for at least 20 years more of the same!
Congrats, Deb! 🙂
