THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: WELCOME A NEW FOLLOWER ON FARM FRIEND FRIDAY...PERFECT!

Friday, March 11, 2011

WELCOME A NEW FOLLOWER ON FARM FRIEND FRIDAY...PERFECT!

There was a new hibiscus blossom this morning....brighter than the sun. It is greeting a new follower from Selma, who describes herself as "a native of Alabama's Black Belt, reader, writer, photographer and mother." She has more than one blog. The first is The 3R Ranch (Readin' Writin' 'n Ramblin') and the second is Selma Daily Photo. Go to Followers (below my header) and click on the top left thumbnail to check her out.

Thank you for finding my Journal! I will be over for a visit to learn more about you.

To visit more Farm Friends, click on this logo in my sidebar. It's worth the trip!

6 comments:

San said...: Brighter than the sun is right, Lori. GORGEOUS. I will have to pay your new follower a visit too. Thank you for the introduction.; March 11, 2011 at 1:55 PM
Oak Creek Ranch said...: Okay, Lori, I added a couple pictures to the daffodil small stone. But, I felt like a stalker walking around my neighbor's property snapping pictures. :) We provide them with compost and she creates beautiful gardens.; March 11, 2011 at 2:48 PM
Nancy said...: Beautiful bloom, Lori. So yellow and bright. :); March 11, 2011 at 6:11 PM
Teresa said...: Beautiful pictures!; March 11, 2011 at 6:48 PM
Millie said...: I bet that flower would taste yummy!; March 11, 2011 at 6:48 PM
sandy said...: I will check her blog out too.; March 12, 2011 at 1:06 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.....