Here are Corona's mares and yearlings. Look closely. To the left of that top horse there is something white in the sage.

Indian Rose.

The little perlino yearling made it through the winter! I did not notice if he was lame or not. Corona and Cheyenne take good care of him.

Corona, aka Fabio. He is one good looking Sand Wash band stallion. He is looking at 2 horses on the hill who chased after the band as I was leaving. I don't know what happened, they were out of sight.

Cheyenne and the underdog, Whisper, aka Tripod.

Love the waves in his mane. He almost looks surreal when you see him in person.

Whisper inherited the wavy mane.

Ghost horses.


There's little One Spirit laying down. A beautiful bay with a pronounced star. Perfect.
The wind was howling this day.

The mare Swan and her grey baby are missing.

Lona is hiding somebody.


He or she pops up out of the sage. I am more then thrilled!

So little, so leggy, so cute!

Lona is a good mom and leads him away.

This is my first baby horse I've seen in the wild and I think I am the first person it has seen. I feel so blessed! Thank you wild horse gods!
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