THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Friday, September 23, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Good Morning from Skoog Farm....7:30am.

To view more beautiful skies from around the world, click on Skywatch in my sidebar.

13 comments:

Jill said...: Gorgeous! Good Morning to you! :); September 23, 2011 at 7:55 AM
Sharon Creech said...: Wowzers!; September 23, 2011 at 8:26 AM
dianasfaria.com said...: Wow! nice one Lori! Our skies have been nothing but drab & grey as of late. I'm glad to see there is some beauty somewhere in NY.
: ); September 23, 2011 at 8:39 AM
Photos by Stan said...: Magical image! Great job--; September 23, 2011 at 9:54 AM
Kim, USA said...: Awesome stunning sky!

Peach Sky; September 23, 2011 at 11:46 AM
Chubskulit Rose said...: Beautiful shot.

My Skywatch, have a safe weekend!; September 23, 2011 at 4:30 PM
Cloudia said...: AHHHHH!

Aloha from Waikiki;

Comfort Spiral

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Xtreme English said...: You must live in a house and have to go out early to do chores in a barn. Thanks for this beautiful photo! I never see the morning sky until it's quite late by these standards. Lots of water in the air the day you took this!; September 23, 2011 at 9:14 PM
forgetmenot said...: Wow, this is gorgeous too. Mickie :); September 24, 2011 at 1:21 AM
forgetmenot said...: Wow, this is gorgeous too. Mickie :); September 24, 2011 at 1:22 AM
forgetmenot said...: Wow, this is gorgeous too. Mickie :); September 24, 2011 at 1:22 AM
Tatjana Parkacheva said...: Beautiful scene.

Regards and best wishes; September 24, 2011 at 11:13 AM
Peg said...: What an awesome sunrise!; September 24, 2011 at 3:01 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, September 23, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

13 comments: