I've been privileged to know this mother and daughter for several years. And now they are teaching my daughter and others the beautiful art of equestrian vaulting. This exquisite dance is what these extraordinary horsewomen are passing down to their equestrian "heirs". Like the stories our ancestors used to tell around the campfires, these are the things that will not be forgotten. These practitioners of this ancient equestrian art hand down their knowledge and their secrets like treasures.

These sunlit days are more precious than diamonds.

Sometimes on a Sunday afternoon--in the middle of the sand and sun and pinon--you catch a glimpse of sheer, absolute, beauty. So much, in the span of only a few seconds, that it almost makes your heart break.