THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: MACRO MONDAY WITH ED

Monday, January 4, 2010

MACRO MONDAY WITH ED

It's winter! Outside and inside....

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7 comments:

Laughing Orca Ranch said...: Brrr! It even feels cold in your photos. lol!
Looks like a paint horse in that first photo with the snow :)

Great shots!

~Lisa; January 4, 2010 at 2:37 PM
José Luis Avila Herrera said...: Hey there,

Well, I juust want to say thank you for the pictures.
I alwayws enjoy them.

Happy New Year 2010.

Jose Luis Avila Herrera; January 4, 2010 at 4:32 PM
Ken Mac said...: i love cold weather...but this is getting to me!; January 4, 2010 at 6:24 PM
photogchic said...: Stay warm...it was nice here in Portland this weekend. Hope better weather is headed your way.; January 4, 2010 at 7:07 PM
Far Side of Fifty said...: I love your winter grasses..:); January 4, 2010 at 9:00 PM
Anonymous said...: Beautiful shots, although they did give me a chill!! Really cold here as well. :); January 4, 2010 at 10:37 PM
dianasfaria.com said...: beautiful shots! I especially love your banner shot.
Your last post about the foods was a amazing. you really have a talent for cooking too.; January 4, 2010 at 11:27 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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Monday, January 4, 2010

MACRO MONDAY WITH ED

7 comments: