
Maia on the first day of July – hazy and breezy. Not a drop of rain fell in June this year.

Maia on the first day of July – hazy and breezy. Not a drop of rain fell in June this year.

Rednecks paint flames on their trucks. Mustangs paint flames on their hindquarters and sides … using strands of tail hair dipped in ponds. 🙂
Piedra – gorgeous, with or without flame streaks!

Filly Peak rarely gets the mention on this blog that Temple Butte and McKenna Peak do, yet it’s just as visible from many parts of Spring Creek Basin and lower Disappointment Valley.
This was a hazy, smoky day, but the mustangs didn’t mind at all.

The evening light in Disappointment Valley has been beautiful lately. By the time those shadows are stretching as far as possible, the air is cooling (though the gnats are not fading), and all you have to do is focus on how gorgeous is this part of the amazing world.

Lots of on-by walkin’ goin’ on these days. All the better to evade the gnats!
S’aka the mighty looks like a giant against Temple Butte and McKenna Peak. 🙂

Storm and Gaia take a quick pony nap in a rare bit of cloud-induced shade while Temple Butte and McKenna Peak are shining in the sunlight. Clouds are in short supply, and we relish every bit of shade that comes our way.

Big boy Comanche has a bit of a belly. Must be goooooooood livin’. 🙂

Actually, just down into an arroyo while crossing to the hill yonder. But it looks green, so we like it. 🙂

Kestrel looks at her band mates to see if they see what she sees, and whether they’re alarmed and she ought to be. 🙂
They weren’t, and she wasn’t.

… watch the pot of gold?
With love and respect to Dolly Parton, who said, “The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain,” we don’t always get the rain.
Not that we don’t desperately WANT and NEED the rain! We do! But the pictured rainbow appeared with nary a drop to the ground.
While trying to find Dolly’s exact quote, here’s another one with no credit given:
“Everybody wants happiness, no one wants pain, but you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.”

Except when you’re in the desert Southwest, on the high Colorado Plateau, specifically in a region that hasn’t had measurable, hit-the-ground (or a rain gauge) moisture for 33 days and counting … where we have tantalizing, tempting, teasing virga.
I had just been visiting with a few bands of mustangs … and was on my back-to-the-Jeep hike when the rainbow appeared. Of course. 🙂 Still, we all know the composition of our “pot of gold” in Spring Creek Basin!