For years I had wished on all my adventures out with the wild herds of finding a gorgeous wild white mustang. This trip in particular, it was something I really wanted ...thinking we were winding down the day, driving on a dirt road, sun dropped behind a soemwhat dark ominous cloud, mist starting in the air...we climbed a small hill and there he was in the middle of the dirt road, standing strong with his head turned back to us. Not frightened. Noble. Proud. Strong. He took me with him, literally showing me his herd of all white mares with their yearlings and foals on one side of the road, then every so gracefully and confidently walking to the otherside of the road and out onto a plateau of rocks that over looked his valley. He was not bothered with my presense at all, yet took me on this journey with him as if allowing me in to tell his story.The Salt Wells HMA was stripped of 2100 wild horses just 11 months prior to my visit. This vast area covers over one million acres, and
I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief... For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.~ Wendell Berry
"Today, more than ever before, life must be characterized by a sense of Universal responsibility, not only nation to nation and human to human, but also human to other forms of life".~Dalai Lama
“Two households, both alike in dignity
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Infuse your life with action. Don't wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen... yourself, right now, right down here on Earth. Bradley Whitford
This young, beautiful, graceful filly on the verge of becoming a mare...was gravely wounded. It was painfully apparent one of her front fetlocks was broken and she was struggling to move. She was a daughter of the stunning grey stallion I spoke of earlier in this collection. My unicorn. The entire band was not willing to leave her side for anything...they moved at her pace...which was slow. Not one member of her herd was going to leave her side. I fear she is now perished. A round up happened about another year after these images were taken. She may very well have healed, but would have never survived a helicopter stamped with her injury. This is the second time in my adventures I have witnessed this level of injury and this level of commitment by the herd. Love Sustains all.
This herd was the most special and perfect example of family. Not at all willing to leave anyone behind...they were into their survival ...together.
A stallions mare and family is everything to them.
Young bachelors, young misplaced fillies...all trying to figure out who belonged to who, who liked who and why...an amazing afternoon spent watching these youngsters with no older parental control trying to make some order in their beautiful and wild world.
A gorgeous Salt Wells, Wy mare.
A young Salt Wells, Wyoming filly. 2011
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