Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

There’s a reason for the phrase “boys will be boys.” 🙂

Aspen gives me the eye on his march to check out another stallion. In the background is the rugged outcropping without a name that is a Spring Creek Basin landmark.

Just another autumn evening in Spring Creek Basin. Gold ‘n golden. Beauty made magic courtesy of Kestrel and Temple.

Haaaaaaand-some! Duke and Kreacher are great pals. I sometimes wonder how Duke can see through that marvelous forelock of his.

Aspen trees also are called quakies because of the shimmer the leaves make as they tremble and flutter in the wind. In honor of the aspen turning golden this autumn, here’s Spring Creek Basin’s Aspen, doing his own dance. He was – of course – trying to impress a lady. She was so impressed she showed him her butt, then her heels. He was undeterred, but he did leave her alone (that may also have had something to do with her stallion).

The misters handsome were fully cooperative the other evening. Look at that near-perfect line of cute ears!

Little S’aka, Seven, Skywalker, Killian and Apollo.

Wily, wary Kestrel watches through a loop of juniper branches. When the coast was clear – as determined by Kestrel – she led her band onto the hill to graze.

Another Spring Creek Basin landmark – other than the gorgeous mustangs 🙂 – is McKenna Peak, namesake of McKenna Peak Wilderness Study Area. Our landmarks look ever so much better with mustangs in the foreground, don’t you think?