THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SUNDAY STILLS CHALLENGE

Sunday, May 9, 2010

SUNDAY STILLS CHALLENGE - THE LETTER "B"

Barns

Brockport

Buds

Book

Berlin

Bacon

Bermuda

Boys

Bellini

Blossoms

Bird

To view more "B" photos, click on my sidebar.

7 comments:

Ed said...: MMMMMM, nothing better than crisp Bacon..:-); May 9, 2010 at 7:43 AM
Shirley said...: Knew you'd have a great collection- but my fave is the boys, and Bermuda. Love your header too.; May 9, 2010 at 9:36 AM
Anonymous said...: What a great variety of "B" shots. Nice job. Happy Mother's Day. :); May 9, 2010 at 11:12 AM
Beth said...: Love it. The boys picture is so Normal Rockwell!; May 9, 2010 at 11:30 AM
threecollie said...: Very nice! The bacon is so tempting.; May 9, 2010 at 12:14 PM
Sandy Trefger said...: Love it! Lots and lots of wonderful B photos! Bacon looks really yummy!; May 9, 2010 at 7:03 PM
Brenda said...: lots of great B shots. Love the 3 little boys! and the kitty in the grass. and...; May 11, 2010 at 1:03 PM

FROM GREY HORSE MATTERS...

Where to Bury a Horse

If you bury him in this spot,
the secret of which you must already have,
he will come to you when you call;
come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.

And though you ride other living horses through life,
they shall not shy at him, nor resent his coming,
For he is yours, and he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass
bent by his footfall,
who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.
People who may never really love a horse.

Smile at them then, for you shall know something
that is hidden from them
and which is well worth the knowing
The one place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master.

Thank you, Grey Horse Matters.

Poem for Masterpiece

Masterpiece of '79

He was a dark bay Masterpiece.

Deep chocolate brown

With small coal tipped ears

And three snowy white socks.

An eraser smudge of white

Above his eye

And a star connected to a blaze

Starting narrow and funneling wide

To wrap his lips

in a kiss.

He lived with dignity and joy;

A Masterpiece blend

of longevity

And temperament.

Appaloosa for soundness,

Thoroughbred for heart, and

Quarter Horse for sensible intelligence.

Although he is gone

His Masterpiece remains

In the memory of Jen

Who found and rode him;

And of Lori

Who soaked his beet pulp

And his sore feet,

Who loved him and,

When it was time,

Let him go.

Poem by Annette from Aspen Meadows.
Thank you.....

Followers

Sunday, May 9, 2010

SUNDAY STILLS CHALLENGE - THE LETTER "B"

7 comments: