THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: WELCOME DEBORAH JEAN!

Thursday, March 31, 2011

WELCOME DEBORAH JEAN!

This new follower describes herself as a Homeschool Mom/Artist. From looking at her fabulous blog (www.deborahjeansdandelionhouse.com) ....creative seeds for your homemaking hands, heart and soul... I believe she does not live too far from Cape Cod. She and Amy (Verde Farm) are going to combine Farmgirl Friday and Farm Friend Friday co-hosting the blog hops starting tomorrow. It's an interesting venture....so much to see and learn.

Thank you for finding my Journal. I love your Chicken Coop!!!!

5 comments:

dianasfaria.com said...: Hi Lori (& Deborah!),

Love your flower shot Lori. Isn't it a relief to see signs of Spring?
I also wanted to thank you for participating in my giveaway. it was fun.
; ); March 31, 2011 at 12:23 PM
Inger said...: It sounds like Deborah has a lovely blog, I have to check it out. Hope all is well on your farm. And this is just what I like about greeting new followers.--Inger; March 31, 2011 at 12:56 PM
Sharon Creech said...: Crocuses! Hurray! And thanks for the new link--did you see that neat hen house?; March 31, 2011 at 3:51 PM
~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...: I enjoy new followers too and finding new blogs--Because just as your blog does, it opens a door to a glimpse into someones life that I find so much more interesting than my own!; March 31, 2011 at 7:19 PM
Unknown said...: Awww, Thanks Lori! I was happy to see your entry today on the hop! I'm a horse lover too and I enjoy watching yours! thanks so much for the warm welcome! Love your crocus.. ours are buried in snow... Quite the April fools joke isn't it???
Enjoy this day and thank you for following!
Deb; April 1, 2011 at 8:58 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.....

Followers

Thursday, March 31, 2011

WELCOME DEBORAH JEAN!

5 comments: