Eventually the horses crossed the river and disappeared from sight. To me, this view looks like a secret fairytale landscape.
Turkey Vultures love to perch on the skeletons of dead trees along the river. I admire them for the great job they do, cleaning up remains that would otherwise be quite unpleasant for the rest of us to encounter.
The thrilling finale to my morning was spotting this juvenile Cooper's Hawk perched in a mesquite at Coon Bluff. I've been glimpsing juvie Cooper's Hawks there for the past month, but this was the first time one actually sat still and posed. (You can tell it's a young one from its browner coloring and its pale eye. When mature, it will be very gray, with a deep red eye.)
So despite the scarcity of wild horses yesterday, it was another pleasant morning along the river -- well worth getting up early to beat our 115 degree midday heat!