THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: MORE PLAY WITH PHOTOSHOP

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

MORE PLAY WITH PHOTOSHOP

If you really want to see the effect, you will need to click on these photos.

My first ride....Lady

Abbe

Hito in neon

Marieke (Berlin's Dam) and her full brother, Hollander

Berlin again....

and again....

4 comments:

Frank said...: You are really getting some terrific affects with PhotoShop. The shot of you is priceless.

I cannot get enough of your kitchen fireplace. I don't think I would ever leave it...feed me!; October 29, 2009 at 11:40 AM
Nezzy (Cow Patty Surprise) said...: WoW, the effects are amazing. Thanks for sharing.

Ya'll have a terrific day!!!; October 29, 2009 at 3:58 PM
sonia a. mascaro said...: Just great, Lori!; October 29, 2009 at 5:38 PM
allhorsestuff said...: Fabulous, I love them all Lori!!! What fun and the results are so creative~
oooou...I too had a pinto pony! Love you in that picture, so very sweet a memory, I bet!

KK

(Gotta get my computor specialist out here...mine is being BADDD I had to buy more space for the blog and it still won't let my post pictures...and I really want to do some photoshop stuff as well); October 30, 2009 at 11:22 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.....

Followers

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

MORE PLAY WITH PHOTOSHOP

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