A couple of weeks ago, I had a magical evening in Spring Creek Basin with the horses, particularly Grey’s band, then Sundance’s band up on a hill in the north, above Wildcat Valley. It was one of those evenings that stands out in years of magical evenings. A storm was breaking up to the west, at sunset, and the beams of sunlight streaming through the clouds was simply glorious.
Sundance, kissed by light.
Looking out on the basin over Skywalker’s back. When I said they were up on the north hills, they were UP.
I thought I had taken pix out across the basin, but I have just this one …
Looking down at Grey’s band.
What’s not to love?
Be the light you wish to see in the world.
How are YOU inspired?
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 