
Little Shadow-girl kept wandering too close to a neighboring band, and Killian had to get fierce to keep her with the family. She’s really not much bigger than a large pony, but she has a big stride, doesn’t she!?

Little Shadow-girl kept wandering too close to a neighboring band, and Killian had to get fierce to keep her with the family. She’s really not much bigger than a large pony, but she has a big stride, doesn’t she!?

Temple picks her way through sun-kissed grasses at the end of another dry – and beautiful – day in Spring Creek Basin.

A bachelor stands sentinel between two bands at the base of Filly Peak at sunset in Spring Creek Basin.

Aspen stands at peace with his hip cocked while watching a band a little below the ridge he was on. McKenna Peak is giant in the background. The other band was napping in the shade of a juniper tree, but Aspen didn’t seem to mind the sunshine.

Little Tesora is glorious, yes? 🙂

Comanche stands guard over his band, alert to all comers, whether his lieutenant stallion or a stallion from a neighboring band.

The wind has been howling. We’re under red-flag warnings almost every day.
We need the relief of rain and beauty.
Temple = beauty. Check. 🙂

The news of the day in Disappointment Valley is RAIN.
The addendum is WIND.
But we still got rain. 🙂 It soaked in pretty much immediately, but there were a few puddles in places that the wind couldn’t suck up immediately.
Houdini, Alegre and Maia took advantage of the rain and damp ground to get in some good, wriggly rolls.


Look at those crazy-awesome toes!

Rather than allowing our “differences” to divide us, why can’t we celebrate all the wonderful colors and shades and nuances that make us *unique* – and beautiful?
When did “different” become “bad”? And who gets to decide that they are the baseline of “normal” so that “different” from “normal” also is “bad”?? So what, then, is “DIFFERENT” – and when the heck did it become something to hate and bully and demean? Is that “just” human nature? With all the diversity of this planet … what possible evolutionary advantage is there in being same?
What a world this would be if LOVE ruled our human behaviors. If “different” means that we’re only HUMAN, after all, only one species among many on this big blue (and yellow and red and pink and purple and green and brown and tan and orange and grey and turquoise and black and white) ball. If “different” means engaging our curiosity and asking “how can I get to know you better than I *think* I already do?”
As a journalist, I always thought I was a bit of a square peg trying to fit into a round hole because I never was a “news hound” for “if it bleeds, it leads” type news. My favorite tenure during my journalism days was my time as editor of the Dolores Star, during which I got to learn about people in the community, which also meant celebrating the community and those who lived in it. I liked telling positive stories about the people I met, doing all the interesting things they were doing.
A collaborator once accused me of being a cheerleader. I was cheered by that label, though I never would have embraced it in high school (and I wasn’t; I was in sports and band, and, of course, a horse girl) because it means that I embrace the positive; I embrace collaboration; I embrace partnership; I embrace the successes that come from all of it.
If we *embrace* more – more people, more love, more diversity, more hope – we can celebrate more … more people, more love, more diversity, more hope. See how that all comes around full circle?
Even during COVID-19 – maybe even especially during this time – can’t we achieve all of that? All of anything we want to achieve in the name of love?
Let’s NOT be color-*blind*.
Let’s be open to all the colors and shades brilliant and illuminated in the world.
Let’s be love-OPEN.

What stories can this guy tell? 🙂 Handsome Storm is the strong, silent type.