I was driving through the Nebraska Sandhills recently, trying to find the most obscure roads I could possible find on the way to my parents’ house in South Dakota. Fortunately the Sandhills are full of obscureĀ roads, so I was in luck. I was mesmerized by the gentle undulating hills and large expanses of prairie, the big, empty skies, and my never-ending hope that just around the next bend I will see something beautiful. Or weird. Or weirdly beautiful – I am not actually that picky.

I love the Sandhills in the respect. I can always find something fascinating to see and experience, and if I am lucky, to photograph.

Sure enough, the Sandhills again obliged me. I rounded a bend in the roadĀ Ā to see four beautiful horses at the roadside fence, framed by the gently expanse of the surrounding prairie. I stopped, grabbed my wide angle lens and talked up to them slowly, trying not to spook them. They just stood and looked at me. Mostly they wanted to just nuzzle, but I managed to get a few pics of them all together in between nuzzlingĀ sessions.

Horses at fence with windmill behind, Nebraska Sandhills, Nebraska, USA.

Horses at fence with windmill behind, Nebraska Sandhills, Nebraska, USA. Canon 1Dx. 16mm. ISO 1000. f/22 @ 1/320 sec. EV + 1/3.