THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: ASSIGNMENT: STITCH TOGETHER SEVERAL SHOTS TO CREATE A PANORAMA

Saturday, July 3, 2010

ASSIGNMENT: STITCH TOGETHER SEVERAL SHOTS TO CREATE A PANORAMA

These photographs were taken by Barb's daughter...Diana (who is a grad student at RIT). The top one is our farm and the other is down the road. PLEASE CLICK ON THESE PHOTOS TO SEE THEM ENLARGED, THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL.

4 comments:

Nea said...: They are beautiful!

I haven't tried doing this digitally, but I might now, thank you for the inspiration, again :); July 4, 2010 at 6:57 AM
Louise said...: They are beautiful. How I envy people with art in their blood.; July 4, 2010 at 9:10 AM
Gail said...: Beautiful!; July 4, 2010 at 11:45 AM
Unknown said...: Very beautiful panoramas. You must be very patient to realize such a picture.
May we make a jigsaw puzzle with the second one ?
See you soon
Phyto and Le Cheval Endiablé (who think to become le Cheval Apaisé (quiet)); July 4, 2010 at 1:33 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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Saturday, July 3, 2010

ASSIGNMENT: STITCH TOGETHER SEVERAL SHOTS TO CREATE A PANORAMA

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