From last week. Comanche ran off Bounce from near Piedra, Temple and Aurora, then Hollywood came from where he was grazing with Mona and Shane and ran off Comanche, then he went after Bounce. (No stallion likes to be caught napping on the job, even by his pal.)
The sun had set, but I didn’t want to leave.
Hollywood was cantering after Bounce. I love his look, frozen in a photo, with his head turned just so to catch the last light of day in his eye. He looks like he’s dancing.
Sometimes, the best kisses catch you by surprise!
Madison and Temple are growing up together because their families stick close together. Madison is Comanche’s and Kestrel’s daughter, and Temple is the daughter of Hollywood and Piedra.
These two sweethearts know how to celebrate the day of love!
Gorgeous girl in golden light. She makes my heart sing.
Terra and Kwana *right* at sunset. Terra is looking at Chrome, who was down the hill a short distance. Winona was immediately to the right of Kwana.
Lovely mama and son in soft, sweet light.
Skywalker doesn’t have much longer to nurse before mama Rave starts to wean him in preparation for her new baby. But by the looks of this sweet mama, she’s in no hurry to wean her big baby boy. Love how she seems to be hugging him, content in the late-day light.
This was taken last week. Yesterday, the basin – at least parts of – got about 5 inches of snow. What a relief.
Easier said than done sometimes, but we do it because the sun comes up and days stretch before us, needing to be lived. And with each day we live – well – we honor those we’ve lost.
Mustang angel and lover of all wild life Pati Temple passed away yesterday evening.
Look out, God, whirlwind coming your way!
Pati was one of the most influential people in my life, despite having known her for just the last few years. Words cannot come close to describing the dynamo that was Pati, and at this point, the heartbreak is too raw to try.
God speed, Pati, on the wings of your beloved mustangs. You are much loved and will be most incredibly missed.
Seneca carefully watches daddy Ty graze the choice grasses still available through the snow. Pictured is – I think – sand dropseed, prevalent throughout the basin.
Mini me with daddy. Nearly identical stances, which isn’t all that unusual, but it’s CUTE!
Mmm hmm. Cute. 🙂
Madison, daughter of Comanche and Kestrel, walks across a patch of ice in the bottom of an arroyo where her band and Hollywood’s drank. Most of the bands’ members are behind her, but mama Kestrel had found a little seep in the snow just around the bend ahead of her. Interestingly, when Kes went back and forth, she skirted this patch of ice to the right, against the wall of the arroyo. Madison, with the confidence of youth, walked straight across. I love the sunlight turning her bay coat red against the blue of the shadowed ice and snow.
Ever-handsome Comanche coming out of an arroyo where his family and Hollywood’s were drinking from a seep. All drinking together, except the two boys. Really a fascinating dynamic.
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