One more post from Linda. I scheduled this one to post while I was driving to the Pryors. Hope it does what it is supposed to do!
Thanks again Linda!
Sandy
There was getting to be a lot of horses on the meadow, and many of them were moving toward Penn’s cabin and the puddles alongside the road, as well as Mystic Pond just beyond them. We did too.
Of course, Fiesta caught my eye right away. His companions, the lovely Juniper and sleek and muscular Horizon are not hard on the eyes, either.
Others arrived at the puddles first, tho, and quenched their thirst, including Dove and Fool’s Gold. This would have been just a few days before Fool’s Gold had her feisty little colt who will be named Nickel , in honor of John Nickle who has been such a devoted supporter of the herd for MANY years. The dark horse in the background would be Blue Sioux or Adona, I believe.
However, as the handsome threesome approached the puddle, it was evident that Sante fe was taking it upon himself to prevent them from getting their drinks. That went on until Sante fe’s attention once again turned to dogging Coronado, which wasn’t long.
Dove is a bit on the thin side. I hope she has a break from foaling this year, even tho she does have beautiful babies. Her health is more important than our excitement about new foals.
Sante fe’s constant presence near the band keeps Coronado on the go pretty much most of the time.
And, of course, he has to keep pretty little Manuelita in line. I think she is going to be very unique looking as she matures.
So, to get back to Juniper and pals, when Sante fe finally left the puddle, the Three Musketeers moved in- –Juniper first. Isn’t she lovely?
As she drank from the puddle, Fiesta nuzzled her and nickered suggestively…
…bringing on a short, but lively argument between the guys. I noticed that Fiesta does not back down.
I have to say here, that I kind of wonder if Horizon isn’t protective of Juniper more like a brother, rather than a mate. I did not observe him approach her suggestively like Fiesta did while I was there, but I realize that I wasn’t there very long.
Then it was back to grazing. This arrangement definitely holds the promise of interesting developments in the future.
Meanwhile, across the road from the puddle by some trees, Galaxy and family were easing their way along. Hera looks good, and is still sporting some patches of winter hair on her belly, legs and neck.
Ireland looks very good, too. As does Galaxy, even with the mud.
The rest of the family must have been “hiding out” in the trees when I took these.
The next horse to capture my attention was Tecumseh. He’s unquestionably a very proud and spirited stallion. He is also beautiful. I wish he could win back at least one of his mares if he is not going to give up on them and move on.
It was very disheartening to see the wounds he has suffered in his attempts to get them back. But I know, I know—they are “wild” horses, and that’s what they do. He seems to be doing OK, in spite of the injuries. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, these horses are TOUGH!
Linda
