Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Tesora walks past big boulders at the base of Filly Peak. The red lichen is pretty … but not nearly as pretty as she is. 🙂

What a POSER!

I mean that in the best possible way. 🙂

We’re still in drought category D4 – exceptional.

It’s still exceptionally dry.

Our mustangs are still exceptionally exceptional. Witness the above. 🙂

Wonderful, wise Winona.

Those blue skies clouded over yesterday, and we got some drips. Nothing huge … but some respite from the continuing heat and dry. And that’s good.

Pronghorn antelope aren’t hunted in our part of Colorado; there are too few of them.

We’re grateful for those that share our wild world.

Handsome Kwana pauses his grazing for mere moments with the basin’s west-boundary rimrocks lit up by the last minutes of evening sunlight in the background.

So gorgeous.

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Wondering how North Carolina’s wild horses fared on the Outer Banks during Hurricane Florence? Read here. Spoiler alert: They did just fine. 🙂

That bright eye could never be hidden by forelock or forehead-tall grass.

Too bright. Too beautiful.

After checking on the pronghorn, Comanche makes sure the lower coast is clear.

Mustang mare marvelousity: Terra.

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Here in the dry West, we send prayers of safety to those severely affected by Hurricane (now Tropical Storm) Florence. Not least in our thoughts are the wild horses of the Atlantic coast.

A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do … for sweet, green grass!

Madison steps into a little depression to graze on some new grass – a delicacy this year! – where moisture had collected from previous rain.