Hazy ‘n hot

6 06 2026

Keeping with the Spring Creek canyon theme, Cassidy Rain presents her take on the scene as she moseys along with the band, after drinking, on the way to more grazing.





All right, all right

5 06 2026

Just another lovely June evening in the basin with also-lovely Temple and and her family. ๐Ÿ™‚ All seems right with the world when I’m out with the mustangs. … Some places do hold peace; I wish that could be true everywhere.





Walkalong

4 06 2026

Maiku follows the family up from Spring Creek canyon. I was with another band, right along Spring Creek, when I happened to catch sight of them, at a fair distance, as they moseyed along the near horizon. Nice surprise. ๐Ÿ™‚





Her good side

3 06 2026

It’s a little hard to tell, but her shady side is Piedra’s muddy side! And still, she manages to look gorgeous.





Rimrock ramble

2 06 2026

The visit with Flash’s band a week or more about yielded several nice pix of the lad, which I hope you’re enjoying as much as I am. ๐Ÿ™‚





Horizon walk

1 06 2026

Terra moseys after the good green during an evening ramble a few evenings ago under a bit of localized cloud cover.

Maybe, eventually, one of those clouds will deliver some much-needed rainfall.





Heart among the flowers

31 05 2026

Corazon’s “heart” is on his left side, right where it should be.

What a love. ๐Ÿ™‚





Golden windy girl

30 05 2026

Mariah, minus her theatrical appaloosa spots, at sunset on a SUPER windy evening in Spring Creek Basin.

Less wind, more rain, please, Mother Nature.





Some gold in a frame

29 05 2026

Flash’s band was in an area abundant with waning prince’s plume wildflowers a few evenings ago, and I was trying to get something arty of Flash as he grazed along with his mares.

He didn’t quite give me the image I was after (!), but I liked the frame of one of his mares walking by while he grazed, the prince’s plume bunch between them. ๐Ÿ™‚

They’re still out there, but they’re past prime. … Given that they started blooming in โ€“ what was it? March!? โ€“ that’s a fairly long growing season for these lovely, bright flowers.





Pretty birds

28 05 2026

Yesterday morning, I spotted this handsome lark sparrow foraging on the ground near a road. Merlin helped me identify it by its song (and that of others nearby), and isn’t it a lovely little bird! I particularly love this description from Cornell’s All About Birds website: “This large sparrow may be brown, but its harlequin facial pattern and white tail spots make it a standout among sparrows. Males sing a melodious jumble of churrs, buzzes, and trills reminiscent of an Old World lark.” I’m not sure what an “Old World lark” sounds like, but I did enjoy listening to the variety of trills from a variety of birds!

I also saw these lovelies swooping and soaring and preening on a fence wire:

I wish I’d caught the “sidle closer” steps as the bird on the right moved closer to its friend. (I *think* these are both males, but I’d love to be corrected?)

All About Birds says this about them: “You can find the adaptable Barn Swallow feeding in open habitats from fields, parks, and roadway edges to marshes, meadows, ponds, and coastal waters. Their nests are often easy to spot under the eaves or inside of sheds, barns, bridges and other structures.”

They use mud to build their nests, and we’re a bit in short supply of mud at the moment. Though Disappointment Creek wasn’t too far away as the sparrow dives, so hopefully that mud is close (enough) at hand (err, wing).

A different pair, taken from the same place just a bit farther along on the same fence wire.

Aren’t they magnificent? Cornell says they’re the most abundant and widely distributed swallow species in the world, but that doesn’t stop them from being simply stunning little birds.

A couple of interesting facts (among a few), also from All About Birds:

  • Although the killing of egrets is often cited for inspiring the U.S. conservation movement, it was the millinery (hat-making) tradeโ€™s impact on Barn Swallows that prompted naturalist George Bird Grinnellโ€™s 1886 Forest & Stream editorial decrying the waste of bird life. His essay led to the founding of the first Audubon Society.
  • According to legend, the Barn Swallow got its forked tail because it stole fire from the gods to bring to people. An angry deity hurled a firebrand at the swallow, singeing away its middle tail feathers.

What do they eat? “Barn Swallows feed on the wing, snagging insects from just above the ground or water to heights of 100 feet or more.” With gnat season upon us, feed, swallows, feed on those wings! ๐Ÿ™‚