THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Friday, March 11, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

What will today's skies bring? 99% of the snow is gone...

(6:40am at Skoog Farm)

(7:20am)

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7 comments:

Janet said...: Softer skies these days. Spring must be on the way!; March 11, 2011 at 7:48 AM
Jan n Jer said...: At first it looked like a storm was brewing...but it turned out to be a beautiful sunny day!; March 11, 2011 at 8:15 AM
Chubskulit Rose said...: Gorgeous shots!

My Sky Watch Post, have a nice weekend!; March 11, 2011 at 10:30 AM
Lorac said...: You r photos are so beautiful Lori! We have had two days of a rain snow mix after getting 6 inches of fresh snow. Now it is snowing with rain in the forecast. Ah.. welcome to March!; March 11, 2011 at 11:43 AM
San said...: Love the starkness of these. Winter skies are so striking, especially as a backdrop for bare branches.; March 11, 2011 at 1:56 PM
Kim, USA said...: Such lovely farm sky. Great capture!
SWF; March 11, 2011 at 2:18 PM
Dhemz said...: just stunning...I couldn't choose which is best....nice!

Hope you can check out my Skywatch entry as well. Thanks!; March 11, 2011 at 2:28 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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Friday, March 11, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

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