Some days go by like a flash of lightning, all my thoughts and dreams racing across the sky as I go further, further into the back country, further into the wild, seeking whatever I might find there.
My heart pounds like the hooves of the feral horses that run the fence line. My blood sings like the wind in the barbed wire fence.
And on the other days, life is slow and easy. It's all green meadows in the midst of the desert and long, sunny days watching the clouds go by.
April was over and before I realized it, I was on my way to the adventures that the beginning of May brought. Spring really had come to the desert, and the rain reminded all the drought-beaten plants to burst forth in flower. The rain kept the wild ponies in the lower country, and the rain called me out to play with them.
In the course of a week, I wandered between desert and mountains, ponies and lizards, 80 degree days and cold, wet days.
And I loved it all.
Linking up with Chrisy at living a good north coast life and reconnecting with wild and wonderful Nature!