It’s easy to forget that the Salt River Wild Horses are just that … wild. I got this closeup using a 100mm lens, which means that I was very close to the horse, who had approached me. Within a few minutes, the horse got bored and moved on.
Most of them have deep gashes and cuts, evidence of their power and strength. They fight. They bite. They jostle for dominance. They are pure beauty.
If you are interested in more about the debate surrounding the Salt River Wild Horses:
And most recently, this disturbing news:
Looking at this portrait, you might see a cute and sweet little girl sitting quietly on a stool. But look more closely. Look at the expression in her eyes and mouth. She is toying with the photographer (me), wiggling and striking silly poses.
I captured (literally) this shot of my 5-year old granddaughter Elle during a rest break for her mom, my daughter-in-law, who is due to deliver my 5th grandchild at the end of May. One second later, she was moving again. I attempted to get Elle and her little sister Juliet to give me one of those precious shots of older siblings lovingly kissing mommy’s tummy or giving mommy a hug, unfortunately, I didn’t get a single shot in which both of the girls are looking good because they were in constant motion. (Mom looks great in every shot.)
I will post maternity shots in a few days, in addition to newborn shots of Elle’s cousin.