THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: CHRISTINA'S WORLD WANTS IN ON THE SUNDAY STILLS CHALLENGE...FLOWERS!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

CHRISTINA'S WORLD WANTS IN ON THE SUNDAY STILLS CHALLENGE...FLOWERS!

In our immediate area we have many greenhouses...this one is Kirby's, out on Ridge Road. Tina was out their looking for hanging planters.

There was an endless supply.

This is Max...he is part of the Kirby family.

4 comments:

gigi said...: Max is very handsome ;)
I love those deep purple flowers they are just so beautiful.; May 16, 2010 at 5:00 PM
Ingrid de Villiers said...: Beautiful, beautiful flowers...thanks for sharing! I can eat him up.....cute and lovely dog!; May 16, 2010 at 6:28 PM
flowerweaver said...: Lots of eye candy! And Max is a cutie!; May 16, 2010 at 8:22 PM
Laughing Orca Ranch said...: Gorgeous flower photos. But Max is my favorite!

~Lisa

word verif: taters

I'm sure you could come up with a great taters recipe :); May 18, 2010 at 11:57 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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Sunday, May 16, 2010

CHRISTINA'S WORLD WANTS IN ON THE SUNDAY STILLS CHALLENGE...FLOWERS!

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