Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Hayden.

Are other words really necessary? 🙂

Shadow. At her preferred distance from humans. 🙂

The ravens, always around, are everywhere now, lots of times, in pairs.

Our Raven, with her sleek, glossy plummage, is well named.

The big UFO-shaped hill in the background is called Round Top, though I like a friend’s name for it better: Saucer Hill. 😉 From the top of it, you can see much of Spring Creek Basin. From this vantage, in the basin’s north hills, you can see it AND much of the basin!

No pins or bling needed beyond what Mother Nature has provided by the light of our planet’s brightest star and the magic of the atmosphere that provides our breath of life.

Our autumn light is divine … and our skies are full blue without a hint of the rain we need badly. Nights are getting chilly, and days are close to perfect, temperature-wise.

Kwana follows his band into the trees after they had grazed in the open for a couple of hours.

In the sunshine, it was warm enough for a T-shirt. As the sun sank lower, I was glad I had a fleece jacket!

It’s hard to acknowledge hate when surrounded by love in and for the natural world.

The planet – our home – is worth fighting for.

Fight for love. Fight WITH love. Everything you do with that in your heart, it’s worth something.

Golden girl Chipeta in the golden light of an autumn evening.

Of course, we have our own handsome beefcakes right here in Spring Creek Basin. 🙂

Killian is one of our very handsomest young stallions. (Yes, OK, I say that about all of them, young or otherwise!)