THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Friday, September 18, 2009

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

To see more beautiful skies around the world: http://skyley.blogspot.com

Once again, the week in review in the Town of Sweden. Still no rain, and the pastures are not growing.

7 comments:

Deb said...: beautiful photos....love the flowers; September 18, 2009 at 10:09 AM
Anonymous said...: Super sky!; September 18, 2009 at 12:22 PM
San said...: Lori, your photographs replenish my soul. I especially like those dark sky shots--very pensive.; September 18, 2009 at 1:19 PM
Joe Todd said...: Great skies over Skoog Farm Thanks; September 18, 2009 at 4:03 PM
Grey Horse Matters said...: Wonderful flowers and the puffy white clouds against the blue are so peaceful looking.; September 18, 2009 at 6:32 PM
Lisa & Gerald said...: Beautiful flowers...Enjoy the beautiful fall weather..Hugs...; September 18, 2009 at 8:36 PM
rebecca said...: I like the first picture of the flowers. You captured that one so nicely.; September 19, 2009 at 9:16 AM

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, September 18, 2009

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

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