Wild horses, 2006
One early morning we left Green River, Wyoming to go to a place where wild horses still lives wild and free. The horses have unusual colors and spots and stripes. We saw them and we nearly cried. Later, on the Crow reservation land in Montana, we took a wrong turn and were lucky again. Right on the path was a gloriously beautiful yellow stallion. His wild mares rested beside him under the shadow of a tree. The stallion stayed at his post looking at us. We felt the deepest respect for him.