
It’s the being-there that’s so awesome. 🙂

The pic I wanted to show on yesterday’s blog post. 🙂
They were napping, which was good (because their heads were up, not eyeball deep in grass), but there was a little arroyo between me and Piedra and Kestrel, and along the edges of the arroyo, right where I needed to be to aim the camera at and over the mares where the moon was actually rising, greasewood, right in front of and nearly obscuring Kestrel. … Best laid plans. 🙂
Some day, the horses and I and the moon will align with Temple Butte and/or McKenna Peak, and it won’t rise faint and immediately into the cloud hovering JUST “above” it.

Piedra, of course, is beautiful with any background. But there’s something particular about this background. … Do you see it? … With the sun still fairly high above the western horizon, the “it” looks like a cloud on the basin’s eastern horizon.

How ’bout now?
It’s not yet full, so it’s not yet super … but it’s about to be both. 🙂

We’re starting to see the lower-elevation signs of autumn (which began Saturday, by the way): snake weed and rabbitbrush flowering golden, ponies just starting to add some velvet to their coats.
It’s a beautiful time of year. 🙂

Sometimes, while watching the mustangs, you have that feeling of being watched. …
These two weren’t sure what to make of me, and after they gave a few warning calls to the horses, took themselves out of sight down the other side of that hill.
Check out the buck’s interesting, inwardly-curved horn. It gives him a sort of rakish air, don’t you think?

Maia nibbles on some tasty four-wing saltbush while checking on the littlest member of her band, who was off visiting another family. … Kinda the mustang equivalent of “visiting the neighbor kid down the block” – or the next ranch over when your backyard is 22,000 acres.

Most lovely Winona. She was near a few other bands, including son Buckeye’s. One wonders what she thinks about being a grandma to such a beautiful grandfilly. 🙂

A few days ago, a few bands were fairly close together right along one of the basin’s roads, which allowed many photo opportunities. Miss Temple is never one to squander a good photo op. 🙂
A storm was passing to the southeast, but all we got was great light (earlier) and a bit more wind.
(Answer: No. No, she could not possibly be any more lovely. Mud or no. :))

It’s been a while since we’ve seen Reya. She and her band favor the southern areas of Spring Creek Basin and aren’t often seen. That makes sightings all the more wonderful and appreciated. 🙂

A couple of days ago, with their attention fixed between a lone bachelor (there were three other bands to the left, behind them) and my two visitors, I finally got an all-together family portrait of Buckeye’s band. Bia’s attention, of course, was on the most important thing of all. 🙂