For some unknown reason (with horses it's hard to tell why) Boss hesitated at crossing this little dry ditch, so we made a learning session out of it. First, Daisy demonstrated.
Then Boss gathered up and followed.
Not much of a jump, but it was good practice for something bigger.
Both horses are still looking woolly, but they're starting to shed. Won't be long before they're summer-sleek.
We returned to the canyon where we'd seen an eagle nest a couple of weeks ago. Steve, who has monkey blood, I’m sure, attempted to climb above the nest to look in. He did reach the top of the hill, only to find that the eagle who built the nest was smart enough to put it under a ledge. No peeking from above. Those guys like their privacy.
Note the swallows nests to the left and below the eagle's nest of sticks. This gives some idea of size.
The more we looked at it, the more we realized how well-placed this nest was. There’s really no way for a human (without climbing gear) to reach it from above or below.
No sign of habitation yet. We’ll check again in a few weeks.
Back in the pasture, I had my camera ready to photograph Mischief’s predictable roll as soon as he entered the gate. But this time, no roll. Why? Because he was too interesting in sampling the tiny shoots of green grass that are beginning to emerge.