*This was originally published in Available Light - My blog about things that don’t require an argument.
A seven hour drive from Minneapolis drops you into the flatlands of North Dakota, agribusiness country, where the landscape asks nothing of you and gives little back. I made the trip to photograph a herd of Nokota horses for the Nakota Horse Conservancy, a breed once nearly wiped out and still living on the margins of a world that has largely forgotten them. I arrived a skeptic. I left something else. This is a piece about wild horses, open prairie, and what it feels like to stand among something genuinely fierce and utterly free.
Something lighter to start the week.
https://www.nokotahorse.org
