Apparently, this was not the full, supermoon. But it was close.
Also close was my timing; just about 15 minutes earlier, I’d been with a band, awaiting the rise of the moon.
The horses were gorgeous.
And so was the moon. 🙂 Dare I say … it was a *super* sight!
Comanche.
Handsome.
What else is there to say?! 🙂
Maiku waits for his band to drink at a pond before he wades in to get his own drink on a warm November day in Spring Creek Basin. Fuzzy, furry boy!
Little Spirit has been to the Spa de la Spring Creek Basin. All eyes are on her as she struts her stuff.
Kwana sports a muddy “blaze” from splashing in the mud of a pond.
Funny boy. 🙂
Denver, in nearly the opposite corner of the state from Spring Creek Basin, set a record high temperature yesterday: 81 degrees.
It was at least in the 70s in Southwest Colorado.
It’s November.
It’s alllllmost December!
Thank goodness we have good ponds; we really need some rain (or snow?!).
Yes, Julia, there IS gorgeousity in the wide, wild world!
Every day presents the opportunity to see – and appreciate – the natural wonders of this wondrous world we call home.
Raven seems to be appreciating the beauty of her own Spring Creek Basin home … but in truth, she was watching a nearby band.
I mean, really! These late-fall days have been GORGEOUS with a giant G. But if anyone has some jiggles in their dancing bones, we could sure use some moisture. 🙂
Pretty pinto ponies relax in the warm winter sunshine.
Young Kwana has his hooves full trying to keep his mares in line – and all together.
Terra models her late-afternoon glowing finery.
Still grateful.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 