Springtime with the Wild Horses
Any time is a good time with wild horses, but springtime with the wild horses is probably my favorite. The horses just seem happy and content. They made it through another winter, grass is starting to grow, foals are being born, and there is just a sense of renewal all over the range.
These brothers are just adorable together. It’s very common to see last years foals, hanging out with this years foals. They will play with each other, and often the yearling will watch out for, and protect the new foal in the family.
This brand new little colt was almost always sandwiched between mom, and his big brother.
What a safe way to start out your life. Wrapped in love.
The family always makes sure the foals are safe. I can’t think of a safer place for a little one to take a nap.
This beautiful little filly seems to think she is the boss of her family band. She is hilarious to watch as she jumps on her older siblings, her mom, or whoever she chooses to pester next.
Don’t let that innocent look fool you.
These two brothers like almost exactly like dad, and have so much fun playing and running with each other. It’s good to have a brother about the same age, then you have a partner in crime.
This little filly has the most unusual shaped nose, but all the confidence in the world. Horse foals are lucky, nobody will tease them because they look a little different.
Mommas love their babies, no matter what species, love is love.
I fell in love with this yearling. Just look at that gorgeous curly mane, and her beautiful coloring. I hope I get to watch her grow up to be a beauty.
I love when I can zoom, and crop into a photo, and see the world through their eyes.
Everywhere you look, there is beauty. Beauty in the horses, beauty in their lives, beauty in the way they live, and love.
If humans all cared as deeply for each other, and the world we live in as wild horses do, it would be a better world.
Of course the drama in the wild horse world is always, well, dramatic. The stallions, those are the guys to watch!
The flip side of the stallions is the way they care for their families. They truly do care about their mares, and the foals that are in their family band. I love to watch the dads interact with their sons. This yearling was pulling the funniest faces, when dad came to see what was up.
Evenings are made for a run to the water hole. Maybe not dramatic for them, but it is for me.
And the sunset themselves are both beautiful, and dramatic. What a perfect place.
This is just a portion of the photos I want to share from my week with the wild horses. I will have to break it up into two blog posts though, because the other images are from snowy, and foggy days. So there’s a ton of those too. Here is a sneak peak.
These horses, and thousands of others all over the west are scheduled to be rounded up this summer. The time I spent visiting this herd, knowing that the horses I have come to know, and love over the years could be gone by the end of July was heartbreaking. Editing my images brought out all the emotions. How can this happen, how can people be so heartless? How have the cruel roundups been allowed to continue for years unchecked? At what point will the people that make these horrible decisions start to listen? How on earth can they say these horses are starving and have no food? Every single horse I saw looked extremely healthy. Yet, BLM is using that as an excuse for the roundup.
Please visit my last post for some actionable things that you can do to help save our wild horses.