THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: A PHOTO FROM THE IMAGINEMENT

Monday, December 6, 2010

A PHOTO FROM THE IMAGINEMENT

Phoebe and Gucci preparing for their Victorian photoshoot....

photo by Charlene Duryea

Once Imagined is a dog friendly store. I'm sending all my friends there so their dogs can get
"Victorianized" too.

5 comments:

Sunny said...: How adorable and festive :)
☼ Sunny; December 6, 2010 at 5:12 PM
Michelle said...: Very cute!!; December 6, 2010 at 5:15 PM
Laura said...: too cute!!!; December 6, 2010 at 6:35 PM
Terry said...: Sweet!
I heard on the news that NY is expecting a storm...hope it spares you and yours.; December 6, 2010 at 8:05 PM
Jo said...: How cute, Lori. Wish I was closer, I'd take my cats and dogs to Once Imagined. I love your Seasons Greetings card too. Have a wonderful day. (Bundle up against the storms.) Warm hugs, Jo; December 7, 2010 at 3:20 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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Monday, December 6, 2010

A PHOTO FROM THE IMAGINEMENT

5 comments: