The topography of the land where Buckeye and his band were grazing the other day was always slightly downhill of where I needed to be to get that nice background of rimrocks and La Sal Mountains. So it was hard to get it all within the frame of my long lens. But of course I had to try. 🙂
Buckeye did his best to accommodate my photographer’s request.
We have another chance of snow/rain in our Sunday forecast. It’s not a huge chance, but we need it hugely.
The temperature was in the balmy 50s (or maybe it was 60), but still Rowan felt the need to seek shade on a sunny Leap Day. It was a beautiful day for a nap with friends, and all of hers agreed.
Storm is wise and strong, and because he’s wise, he keeps his sweet little band in the faraway places of Spring Creek Basin, rarely seen by humans (I imagine the other horses see them infrequently, but as many times as I ask, they keep the secrets of their kind …). And if he’s confident enough to nap with his girls, it’s because he’s also strong enough to meet any challenge (though it rarely comes).
Happy Leap Day!
In very good news, we got half an inch of nicely wet snow yesterday morning. In other news, our view didn’t change much from the above-pictured visit with Corazon, taken a couple of days ago, because the snow melted very quickly. In fact, by afternoon, with sunshine and continuously howling winds, the ground and roads were dry again.
A little moisture is very welcome.
As I type this Monday night, to publish this morning, we’re still hoping that the chance of rain overnight is actually going to prove accurate and that we might wake up to mud.
Cassidy Rain is already ready for mud.
Snowy white girls Mysterium and Juniper (don’t mind the mud bits – at least they’re finding it!) have a bit of a nap under a cloudy sky recently. The only white between here and there is – literally – the salt of the earth – alkali – coming to the surface of the dry soil.
These days seem to bring out the sleepies in horse and human alike. Way too warm. Way too dry.
Pretty, though. And if you’re a live-in-the-moment being like a mustang, you love it.
If you’re a worry-wort human who looks at the excruciating lack of snow and feels terrible anxiety for this coming summer (at least), you … are … well … terribly anxious.
Hoping Tuesday’s forecast rain/snow actually delivers some measurable moisture.
Sunshine. Check.
Breeze ( a little strong). Check.
Warmth (near 60F). Check.
Perfect nap weather for Maia? Check.
Lovely Mariah walks atop a little ridge just as I noticed the moon rising above Knife Edge.
In the space between napping and rousing and grazing, Seneca gives me her sweet look as if to ask if I also see the fabulous scenery. Yes, indeed, dear girl. I see you.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 