
It looks like a sea of tans and browns and khakis – and bay! – until you get to the (not all that) far blue mountains – the La Sals of Utah. But the green of spring is pushing up beneath all that brown, and no one welcomes it more than the wildlife.

It looks like a sea of tans and browns and khakis – and bay! – until you get to the (not all that) far blue mountains – the La Sals of Utah. But the green of spring is pushing up beneath all that brown, and no one welcomes it more than the wildlife.

Alegre rocks the wind knots. At various times, she has had a long, long dreadlock. They just add to her elegant beauty.

Pretty Raven with her sweet face. She wasn’t very interested in posing for photos. Green is coming up throughout Spring Creek Basin after our good winter snow and now warmish temperatures, and seeking those fresh blades is much more important to the ponies – and all wildlife!

Storm is a hunk. Don’t argue. He rocks this image all by himself.
But take a closer look. See the flutter of blue over his back, just behind his withers?

This is a massive crop of a very out-of-focus mountain bluebird.
Oh, spring. We wouldn’t say “no” to more snow … but we welcome your light and new life. 🙂

Spring Creek Basin has a few grand elders. Bounce is one of them.

The strength of the herd is their legacy.

Just when you think a visit with the wild ones can’t get any better … Mother Nature presents the crowning gift of a spectacular sunset as the perfect complement.
The morning was sunny, but the rest of the day was cloudy – though warm enough for the first T-shirt of the year. Long moments after actual sunset, the sky started to blaze… and then I spotted Kwana and friends. The peak color had passed, but these boys were the light of my visit. 🙂


Pretty, fuzzy, red girl Tesora takes a break to study the paparazzi. If only she had a camera, eh? 🙂

Spring Creek Basin is dry again, and the “whispers” of spring aren’t so soft. In fact, they’re pretty strong. That snow in the background is far beyond and far above the basin, but it is a good sign for area watersheds.
Madison and her friends are still wild and wooly … though that hair is starting to shed.
And that green? It’s coming up all over.

Oh, so handsome: Tenaz the wild stallion. He’s a curious, curious critter.

At the end of a day, the La Sal Mountains were blue with distance and dust. But they’re always gorgeous with a trio of wild horses in the foreground! They were watching another band leave the pond that’s out of the frame in the closer foreground.