Sulphur's Spice, SMR#2026, and her 2007 filly, "Lucy"up on the Continental Divide at 6,530'.
Spice and her 2007 filly, "Lucy", way up on the Continental Divide at 6,530'.
Spice and her 2007 filly - black mane - dorsal stripeLucy: "Just where did you drop that contact lens, Mama?"
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly, "Lucy" - black mane - dorsal stripe - Helping her mama search for her lost contact lens. ;-)
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly - pretty face
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly - pretty face
Spice SMR2026 and her filly "Lucy" - princess of all she surveys.
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly, "Lucy" - princess of all she surveys.
Spice and her filly - What a bright little girl.- Tobi Juan Kadobi had better start a college fund for his "Little Zebra". ;)
Spice and her 2007 filly, "Lucy" - Bright eyes!
- Tobi Juan Kadobi, SMR#2935, had better start a college fund for his "Little Zebra". ;-)
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly - nap time
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly, "Lucy" - nap time
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 fillyLucy: Z-Z-Z-Z-Z ...
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly - Showing her dorsal stripe, while scratching her head.
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly, "Lucy" - Showing her dorsal stripe, while scratching her head with her toe. Wish I had been that well coordinated, at that age. ;-)
Spice SMR2026 and her 2007 filly "Wait up, Mama - "" - because before long, I will need a good example of how to slow down, and wait for YOU!"
Spice and her filly
Lucy: "Wait up, Mama, because before long, I will need a good example of how to slow down, and wait for YOU!"
Hazel 1Sandra Dune and her 2006 filly, Hazel
Sandra Dune and her filly, Hazel.
Hazel 2Noble beauty
Noble beauty with all four feet
planted firmly on the ground,
a frivolous world offhandedly
detracts your kind's contributions.
Not impressed, you face them down.
Hazel 3...and then - she begins to move, and the real poetry begins. ...
...and then - she begins to move,
and the real poetry begins. ...
Leif Oakley 1The "one and only" Little One, with her bright, beautiful son, Leif Oakley
The "one and only" Little One, with her bright, beautiful son, Leif Oakley (who at only 6 months, is beginning to make his mama look "little", indeed).
Leif Oakley 2Leif Oakley: " Fine - so, I'll just stand over here, then. "
Leif Oakley: " Fine - so, I'll just stand over here, then. "
Leif Oakley 3Leif Oakley: " But, I'd still rather be over there with you, rubbing my smudgy little nose all over that camera. "
Leif Oakley: " But, I'd still rather be over there with you, rubbing my smudgy little nose all over that camera. "
Leif Oakley 4Leif Oakley: " Okay, I really didn't want any more scritches - anyway. No, I did'nt. Not really. - Just go ahead, and be that way! "
Leif Oakley: " Okay, I really didn't want any more scritches - anyway. - No, I did'nt. - Not really. - Just go ahead, and be that way! "
Leif Oakley 5Onward! little warrior ...
Onward! little warrior ...
Leif Oakley 6Onward through history ...
Onward through history, you have carried us. Through: Famine and Thirst, Fire and Flood, Toil and Neglect. ...
Leif Oakley 7... Perhaps you can even outrun our two greater enemies ...
... Perhaps you can even outrun our two greater enemies -
APATHY, and IGNORANCE! ...
Leif Oakley 8... If any spirit could - it would be yours. ...
... If any spirit could - it would be yours.
We of the Spanish Mustang Registry are betting all our earthly days on that.
Leif Oakley 9Leif: " Enough ...
Leif: " Enough of the posing, and the sappy prose. Scratch me. Pet me. Praise me. LOVE ME! - That's all I'm really here for. "
Eagle Calling _ profilewaiting for his ride to South Dakota
Eagle Calling _ right trot
Eagle Calling _ right canter
Eagle Calling _right, about to roll back left
Eagle Calling _ rear viewWatching me with one eye, and thinking about turning around to face me.
Eagle Calling _ left
Eagle Calling _ left side
Eagle Calling _ Whoa.
Wakara's Gold SMR#2374"doing lunch"
as charming, as he is big
Wakara's Gold (Sulphur's Chance SMR2028 x Sulphur's Spice SMR2026)WG headed back to the herdand his family.
Wakara, headed back to the rest of the family.
Wakara and some of his broodMimbres: "Daddy ! Daddy ! Jack's pestering me!!!"
If Sandra Dune wasn't near by, Mimbres would seek out Wakara's protection from Jack's playfulness.
"Daddy!! Daddy!! That brother's pestering me, again!!!"
- Poor Wakara.
Smoky & Mystic Sage in 2004Mystic Sage SMR#3353 ( Wakara's Gold SMR#2374 x Sulphur's Smoky SMR#2025)
Mystic Sage was raised as a "semi-orphan".
Helena slept out in the stall with them for 3 months straight, and fed him every 2 hours or less, 24/7! Smoky refused to abandon her baby, even though she could not nurse and someone else's milk was flowing through him (this breed's intact instincts are truly amazing). Smoky spent most of her time nuzzling and grooming him - and Helena's hair, whenever Helena tried to get some sleep, between feedings and milking other mares.
(Helena says, "Mare spit sure makes strange looking styling mousse!")
Sage having "lunch" when he was about 4 months
Helena said not to post this, because she was wearing her "good" hat. So, S-h-h-h-h-h!
When the spirit within is this beautiful, who cares about the wear on the wardrobe.
He was foaled in the year of the "Mystic Sage" (sometimes called shawman's sage, a plant rarely seen this far north out of old Mexico) and it sure seems to fit him. It was very "mystical" that he survived. One cold night, at three days of age, we thought he was dead. Helena could not find a pulse or respiration. She held him, and told him it was alright, that if he was ready to go, she would under stand, but, if he had things here left to do, she would be here for him. After that, she had no choice but to go back under her canvas and fall back into a sleep induced by exhaustion. A few hours later she was awakened by his nose in her face, grunting to be fed.
That year sent ice storms, and floods, and in the "dry" season. Helena would take him under her tarp and hold him against her to stop him from shivering whenever the ice fell. And Smoky would stand there on the windward side of them both during storm, after storm, after storm ... . As the winds howled like the wraiths of hungry, circling wolves, lightning lashed at the skies like the whips of some unrelenting ghost riders, trying to gather in a spirit,
that was not their rightful property to claim.
_____ That Was Good. _____ Now give me a BIG KISS!
By the time Mystic Sage was 3 or 4 months, he would come running (and "singing" as he ran) to be fed when called, and Helena got to sleep for 4 precious hours at a time.
Mystic Sage in 2005a healthy, bright, sweet, obedient, yearling
Mystic Sage SMR#3353 as a yearling.
Sandra Dune: "My baby!"Sandra Dune, minutes after foaling Mimbres in 2005
Sandra Dune and Mimbres in 2005
FAMILY PORTRAITWild Flower HoneySMR2936, PhoebeSMR3331(as a typical lanky, gaucky, ungainly weanling), and Wakara's GoldSMR2374
FAMILY PORTRAIT: Wild Flower Honey, Phoebe, and Wakara's Gold.
THANKFULLY - Phoebe has grown into those funny looking, overly long, back legs since this photo was taken. Today she is one tall, graceful, beautiful, lady.
That new baby smell
Jack, being born.
Jack & Little One SMR#2455
Rainbow, and her 2005 colt in the background
Jack and Little One _ may 2005
Jack looking for someone big/fun enough to play with.
The bigger they were, the more likely they were to be fast enough to keep up with the little speedster. His favorite sport was trying to run at least one circle around his own sire before the herd could cross the field. Then Wakara would chase after him, and softly nip him on his "cheeky" little rump. It was their favorite game. "Ha! Ha! You can't catch me!"
And by the time he was 5 months old, he was right!
Jack and his mama, Little One. Sandra Dune and Mimbres are in the distance.
O joy ! - a new playmate!
But Sandra Dune was very protective of her little filly. So he had to go play "Ha! Ha! You can't catch me!" with the big kids.
Jack: " I know I'm special. "
That pose says it all.
Jack, resting up for more play.
Where ARE we going, Mama?
Yes, where are they going?
SulphursSpiceSMR2026Jeff with Spice
Sulphur's Spice SMR#2026 in 2004.
Spice was one of the original Ron Roubidoux Sulphurs accepted into the SMR back in '94. Many of her original (Sulphur HMA) papers had been lost, so we had to shave her brand to prove who she was to get a clear BLM title. (cross every "i" - dot every "t" ;-) )The SMR papers were the only ones still with her.
Stand up strait for the picture, Sweety.
Honey and Phoebe
Phoebe at 6hr
Phoebe, only hours old, on a cold February day, going for a little jog.
In a few seconds, her mama will realize that she took off following one of those nice two-leggeds who give those great "scritches", and she will swoop in to take her back.
Hazel 1Sandra Dune and her filly Hazel
Sandra Dune and her filly Hazel
Hazel 9the end ;) - click on "next"
the end ;)
____ America's First Horse ____ (click thumbnail to animate)" What is this strange, new world - that seems so familiar? - Like some errie, faded but never lost, dream time memory, returning - from my mother's, mother's, mother's, mother's, . . . . . "
Old longings nomadic leap,
Chafing at custom's chain;
Again from it's brumal sleep
Wakens the ferine strain.