A Mothers Love is Everywhere
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.
Wonderful post Mary! The pictures are spectacular, but I really love your sentiments. Hope you have a Happy Mother’s Day
Thanks Jeanne. Happy Mothers Day to you.
Oh Mary, there is so much to say here.
Well, I get pretty emotional over horses, but on this day especially, when I remember my mom, who died 30 years ago, the tears are welling up. When I see the gentleness of mothers in the wild such as with horses, I miss the gentleness of my mother. She was such an angel, always watching over me, providing for me with the work of her hands. Even while she laid there in bed with tubes in her nose and riddled with cancer, she created gifts for me and cared for MY welfare. When I arrived in Los Angeles to see her while I lived in Boston, I’ll never forget the evening I saw her for the first time in this altered state. The first thing she said to me was, “Hello M’hija (sweetheart), I have something for you in the closet.” It was a brown paper bag, and inside was a little plastic doll that my aunt had told me my mother had bought one day when she asked my aunt to drive her to the five and dime. She crocheted a little hat and coat; I stood there and broke down in tears as I saw a huge amount of generosity, even in her state of pain……
As for these photos, my goodness Mary, you know how I feel about your photography, but these horse photos have an emotional quality to them that add an extra element to your work. The perfect moments you snap, such as the content look of mother (that closed eye, so cute), and the loving attention the mare is giving her little one….again, make the book. I’ll be RIGHT THERE to buy it.
Anita, your mom sounds like a wonderful and caring woman that you lost way too soon. Memories, and emotions are the link we have to those in our past, and nothing can take that away. Watching these wild horse moms, I can feel the love they have for the little ones. It’s just a matter of capturing that.
OHHH! And little DOT! teehehehehe…he mum is so attentive.
Great Mother’s Day shots. You have a unique gift for capturing treasured moments. Happy Mothers Day.
Lloyd
Thanks so much Lloyd.
Beautiful photos, Mary! Happy Mothers Day to you and all mothers out there!
These are so beautiful and so perfect for Mother’s Day. I just love them! Happy Happy Mother’s Day!
What great baby and mom photos! The little ones are all so beautiful!
I hope you had a wonderful Mother’s Day, Mary.
Thank you SO much for sharing these beautiful animals with us.
Wow, wow and wow. I just had my husband look at your photos, and his first question was, “Where are they? I want to go.” I looked for your map, and I didn’t see it. Ah well. We’ll get to see wild horses and baby pronghorns someday!!!! If nothing else, we’ll see them in your amazing photos.
I sure hope that Al is feeling better.