Chrome.  So confident as to appear casual.  TJ and I walk to the perimeter of his comfort range as he stands there, hip cocked, ears forward—one saying relaxed, the other indicating mild interest—his mares in the junipers behind him, a gray face or buckskin or the bald-faced filly framed in the piñon and juniper greens … Continue reading →

I made it!  Twenty-two years clean–yes!!! Continue reading →

Twenty-two years ago tonight I sat in a office at Saguaro Vista Ranch getting checked in, so pissed off I couldn’t see straight.  Or was I just that high?  Ask Scott–he would know better than I.  “I was so scared,” he told me years later, “on the drive down–I couldn’t tell if you were unconscious … Continue reading →

To view photos and a wee bit of text on the wondrous world of wild horses, click on the following link (I hope this works): http://www.orionmagazine.org/index.php/place_where_you_live/view/disappointment_valley_8005/ Continue reading →