Isn’t it crazy how Kestrel is the same exact shade as her home range?
And we call her gorgeous … and her range desperately dry?
Rain, rain, glorious rain is coming to ranges near us if the forecasts are to be believed. And I … I believe with all my heart!
Storm of the mohawk aims his laser focus on something beyond the sphere of his band.
The moisture is in the forecast STILL. It has a habit of appearing in our forecast (not for weeks, but when it does …), then disappearing from the forecast just as the beautiful days approach. The fact that the forecast continues to show moisture Wednesday, Thursday and Friday makes me hopeful. 🙂 We’d love to see clouds in that blue sky … and snow covering that brown, brown land!
Dried sunflowers = sure sign of autumn.
In good news, our forecast finally shows some moisture in the near future!
Cross fingers! Cross toes! Dance like nobody’s watching!
Pray for rain. 🙂 Or snow. We’ll take either … or both.
The only thing clearer and bluer than our Kwana’s eyes is our Colorado sky these last many, many weeks.
You know you’re busy when you forget to schedule a blog post!
Chunky Skywalker had just visited a basin pond and was moseying off into the sunset.
Comanche in the light.
Sweetest Winona ambles down a trail in search of greener pastures. … Well, *other* pastures, maybe. Not too green these days.
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Other than the horses ( 🙂 ), the best thing I saw from this past hunting season happened yesterday (the day after the end of third season). Strapped on the back of an ATV-trailer hauled by a truck (with Texas plates) leaving Disappointment Valley: Three large, clear bags full of aluminum cans! They were hauling out their recycling! One has to think they also had bags full of trash.
Thank you, hunters!
We made it through another third season. 🙂
And on our very last day, we had another check-up visit by one of our excellent BLM law-enforcement rangers! And I found out that our other ranger was out not only the day before the season (when friend Pat and I talked to him) but a few other times, too.
Fourth rifle season starts Wednesday. It’s a short season, and it’s usually much quieter than third.
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To our veterans (including my dad, a retired Army officer; my uncle, formerly a Navy pilot; my cousin, a former Navy SEAL; *my grandpas on both sides of my family, who served as an engineer in the Army and as an aircraft gunner with the Army Air Corps during World War II), thank you for your service and your sacrifices. Your families know the costs.
(*Updated to note the service of my grandpas. I wasn’t sure whether to include them as veterans because they’ve both passed away. But as Karen S. noted below, our gratitude extends to our service members past *and* present!)
Like fine wine, this little treasure gets better with time. (So I’ve heard; I don’t have a taste for alcohol.) 🙂
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 