THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Friday, August 5, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Good morning from Skoog Farm!

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7 comments:

Kim, USA said...: Beautiful photos from Sloog farm! Happy weekend!

Sunset reflection; August 5, 2011 at 1:25 PM
Oak Creek Ranch said...: I love your pictures of the sky; August 5, 2011 at 1:45 PM
Jo said...: Beautiful Lori, the windmill shot is my favourite. Have a great weekend. Blessings, Jo; August 5, 2011 at 2:02 PM
Gail said...: I can't choose!!! They are all beautiful including the header.; August 5, 2011 at 8:14 PM
Magical Mystical Teacher said...: Even though the windmill blades are rusted, I'm hoping they still serve their intended purpose!

SKY OF WONDER

Sky of wonder, sky of bliss,
Who would think a sky like this
Would permit my eyes to see
Sun and moon and stars for free?

© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Desert Hills Sky; August 5, 2011 at 8:17 PM
Terry said...: Another fan of the windmill.; August 5, 2011 at 8:30 PM
Leontien said...: ohhh i hope you have a great weekend and i love the windmill!

Leontien; August 5, 2011 at 8:53 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.....

Followers

Friday, August 5, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

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