THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Friday, June 12, 2009

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Better late than never. Here are some shots I took this afternoon at our farm. The clouds were beautiful.

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4 comments:

Unknown said...: Dramatic skies, Lori. The top two pictures reminded me of summer in the Norfolk Fens,in Eastern England, where I grew up. Beautiful. Thank you.
Mike.; June 13, 2009 at 8:28 AM
Unknown said...: Beautiful skies, Lori. The top two pictures remind me of summer in the Norfolk Fens in Eastern England where I grew up. Lovely shots, thank you. Mike.; June 13, 2009 at 8:35 AM
Canarybird said...: Lori you have a beautiful and interesting blog and life! I enjoyed reading a little about you, your horses and family. I will be back again to read more. Thanks for dropping by my blog. Regards, Sharon.; June 13, 2009 at 10:37 AM
Lynn said...: Great pictures. The last two are my favorites. Interesting clouds. I like all the farm and scenery photos on your blog too.; June 14, 2009 at 10:19 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.....

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Friday, June 12, 2009

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

4 comments: