Pony Girl Love

We brought a friend to the horse pasture and sat drinking tea on the petroglyph rocks.  Here you can see the valley where Walnut Creek (coming off Juniper Mesa on the right) joins Apache Creek (coming out of Apache Creek Wilderness on the left.)  The horses have a wild and rugged eighty acres to share with elk, deer, coyote, javelina, ringtail, bobcat, mountain lion and various other beauties.)

This is my land.

I don't own it, but it is mine all the same.  My heart is here, with the horses and the creek and the mesa and all my wild friends:  feathered and furred; hoofed and clawed.


*Kiva (right) and Avery (left) above the horse pasture



*Ponygirl Love



*Avery getting some Bunny sweetness

My daughter, Kiva,  is now 13.  She has known this land for nearly ten years of her life. Her beloved Bunny has been here with us nearly as long.

In the Beginning kiva bunny web

*6 year old Kiva with her beloved Bunny

In the Hand


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Some I save, photograph and bring home; some I leave for others to find or to become soil again like we all must.

Everything I touch teaches me something about this place I love so much.  I strive not to learn about this earth (so much), but from it.

✻ Giveaway. Yay ✻

Treasures from Wild Mountain
That's right. I turned 49 on Sunday.  Wow!
And because ALL of you are so amazing and because I love giving things away, it's time for the annual Birthday Giveaway.
A special care package just for you!
And it will come before the New Year.
A set of prints, a treasure from the Wild Mountain Shop, and other fun soul nuggets from sunny Arizona.
All you need to do is leave a comment here, or on my facebook, or twitter, or anywhere else you can find me.  Make sure you let me know it is for the giveaway.
Big Love to you all.

Shop Closed for the Weekend

I will be closing the shop tomorrow morning for an upcoming art sale in Prescott.  If there is something you are interested in, let me know, or purchase before 8am Saturday morning, or it could be gone.
I will re-open the shop on Sunday afternoon after updating the inventory.
Have a wild and wonderful weekend!

Happy Birthday to Me!

This is my birthday month!
Later this month I will be featuring the annual GIVEAWAY.  Woohoo.  (stay tuned.)
15% off ALL month on everything in stock. (my birthday is on the 15th.)
I have been so busy working my feet. walking. exploring. wandering. running.
the weather has been amazing but we expect it will shift tomorrow.
Good thing my hard working man put a lot of wood away.
↟ our cute little back studio ↟
↟ the mysterious mountain mahogany ↟
↟ lots of prescribed burns in the forests; makes for good shooting ↡
My shop has a few new items.
(I did get a little work done these past few autumn months.)
Stay tuned for the giveaway.  Last year I gave away an 11x14 matted print.  This year it will be a.......
can't tell you yet.
hugs and kisses

Wandering Feet

Autumn has brought on a new kind of restless.  All I can focus on is grabbing camera, coffee and proper footwear and HEADING OUT!

Does this happen to you?

I mean, really, I have always hiked, run and wandered far and wide.  But this is different:  I have no desire to be in the studio, on the computer, keep up with business things, edit photos, do dishes, even write back to my friends (you know who you are.)

I just want to wander with my camera.

I have hundreds of photos to edit, print, and upload.  I have rolls of film waiting to be developed in the darkroom.  I have orders to fill and holiday sales to prepare for and what do I do?
I grab the water, the dog, the Stanley (coffee), the polaroid, the digital, the journal....
And I go.
Somebody please tell me I am not going off the deep end. You may say "well, winter is coming...you can sit by the fire and work then..."
I say "snowshoes and wool!"
I have literally hundreds of photos from these past couple months just waiting to be shared.
Rivers, Mountains, Mesas, Canyons, Creeks, Cabins.
There is work to be done out there.  My heart simply must be there.  My feet simply must move.
I am an insatiable, wandering set of legs.
Do enjoy your autumn, my sweet friends, wherever you are.
p.s. I found this message for you under my feet on this overlook rock
SO....off I go.

Wolf, Coyote, and Gratitude

Here are the boys:  Papa (Kona) and son (Moki.)
This summer we lost Kona to cancer.
He was 7 years old.
We buried him in the horse pasture between Walnut Creek and Apache Creek (not far from where he is standing in this photo.)
Kona was the best dog I have ever had, and I told him every day.  I really did... I actually called him "best-dog-I-ever-had"
Thank You Kona,
for the time we had together,
all the years you gave selflessly to our family,
all your chicken and child protection services.
Thank you for singing to us every single day (several times...)
when the roosters crowed.
I love you Wolf
and now..
it is just Moki.
And he is one of the purest souls-full-of-LOVE I have ever met.
He is walking in his dad's footsteps.
..stepped right up to being my best running partner, best family protector
and (a less needy) best-dog-ever-had.
I love you Coyote

This Mesa; This Creek

A warm day up on Juniper Mesa for a solo excursion.  I must free my legs and spirit here often.  This land is where I feel most at home:  this mesa and this creek I lived beside for so long.It's where my horses are. It's where I sleep best. It's where three of my best animal friends are buried. It's the land that taught my children for years and years. Where elk slept in the meadow. Where coyote ran off with chickens. Where I grew food and children. This land still nourishes me; bathes me; teaches me.


When I stand in the horse pasture and look north, I see Juniper Mesa Wilderness. When I turn 180 degrees I see Apache Creek Wilderness. Mountain, canyon, creek and mesa as far as the spirit and body can wander.

Where is your wild place? Where do you go where the only human-made noise is your own footsteps? Tell me about it; I want to know your wild story. ❥K.

Mouthful of Goodness

This foxy creature has been in my life for six years.  I almost don't have words to describe the love she gives. unconditional. trusting (even after being abused as a baby). juicy. full.
Mi Chica.
I have actually posted this photo before.  But I found it again on my computer and it captures our first days together so well.  I had to give you another glimpse.
She is a fat, grass fed gem with warm amber eyes.
She follows me.
She swims with me.
As I lay in the sand along Apache Creek, sometimes she lays with me.
She is one of those once-in-a-lifetime babes.
A keeper.