A Mothers Love is Everywhere
Happy Mothers Day to all the wonderful women out there. All women are mothers of some kind with that nurturing, caring quality we all have. And a mothers love is everywhere, in every species, all over the world.
We had a short two day visit with the horses a few days ago. Again, it was a quick over nighter, but hey…I’ll take it. It’s been about 2 weeks since our last visit, and there were a few more new babies out there.
This little pinto filly, was by far my favorite though. It’s very evident that her mom loves her very much.
I posted this photo on Instagram the other day, and one of my most ardent blog readers said her name needs to be Dot. So Dot she is.
Moms are always good at providing some shelter, and protection.
This little colt was new too. With the question mark on his head, I thought maybe his name needed to be Riddler.
A brother from another mother.
Of course moms are always good at getting lunch for everyone.
Riddler is a little go getter though. That evening I watched as he literally ran circles around his mom. Around, and around he went, while she just kept turning and watching out for him.
He’s a sweetie though, and his mom is proud of him.
This new little one was just hanging out with mom and dad.
Remember Peanut? She is still doing great, thanks to her loving and watchful mom.
This was an unexpected, and wonderful thing to see. When we were driving out there, I told Al I really wanted to see some baby pronghorn antelope. I figured they are about ready to start having babies, so it seemed possible. During the day we didn’t even see any antelope, never mind babies. That evening I went out to shoot the golden light. I had just barely parked and started walking towards the herd, when I saw an antelope heading in my general direction. Watching her through my telephoto lens I realized she had a tiny little one with her. She was very aware of me, so I stayed put and just watched. She stopped for a second, and then kept moving, but without the baby. My first thought was I hoped the baby was Ok, and didn’t get hurt running. She kept stopping and looking back were the baby was last seen, but was getting further, and further away. I needed to go back to the truck and get my tripod, because the wind was blowing my camera around too much to shoot without it. Knowing the baby had to be somewhere between me, and the truck, I walked slowly and carefully, and then I saw this.
Then he saw me, and did this.
I made my way slowly to the truck and grabbed my tripod. I looked, and looked, and looked some more for the baby in the grass, never finding him. Good camouflage on those little guys. I went back closer to the horses, but kept an eye on mom who by this time was about a 1/4 mile away. Eventually she started coming back towards me, and the baby. I watched as she walked back and forth over the area were I knew the little one was. Eventually, she found him.
I suppose mom gave the all clear signal, and he got up.
He couldn’t have been more than a day or two old. I have seen baby antelope before, but never when they are still this color.
I watched, and took pictures until they were beyond range. What a good mom she was, and I wish her and the little one all the best luck.
Watching over the little ones, that’s what every mom, and every woman does so well.
So to all the caring, and loving women out there….Have a wonderful and beautiful day.