THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: MORE PHOTOS FROM CHRISTINA'S WORLD...

Monday, June 8, 2009

MORE PHOTOS FROM CHRISTINA'S WORLD...

Tina and DJ were also at the carriage show. I sure do envy the shots she gets with that nice camera!

DJ and Eldorado were getting to know each other.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...: Hey, those photos were so pretty I got a lump in my throat.
Could this have something to do with being horseless? or is it merely the beauty of the horses, the carriages, the people and the dogs?
Great photography!; June 9, 2009 at 12:43 AM
Esther Garvi said...: Kristina's pictures are lovely, but so were yours Lori! thanks for sharing all these images, you really let us join in on all the fun!; June 9, 2009 at 5:01 AM
Deb said...: Lori,
I love your photos...just beautiful...love the last one looks like they are really getting to know one another...; June 9, 2009 at 12:13 PM
Unknown said...: Thanks again. Loved the photo of the hairy hocked black horse, and the ones of the horse and dog making friends. Smashing photoes!
Regards, Mike and Ann.; June 9, 2009 at 4:02 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

Monday, June 8, 2009

MORE PHOTOS FROM CHRISTINA'S WORLD...

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