THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Friday, September 30, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

7:30am this morning at Skoog Farm.

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

7 comments:

fromsophiesview said...: How come I didn't see those beauties from my window....could it be ...a 3 letter word...FOG! Oh well, I'll enjoy yours!; September 30, 2011 at 9:36 AM
Anonymous said...: Wow - what magical shots!; September 30, 2011 at 1:39 PM
Tatjana Parkacheva said...: Beautiful scenes.

Regards and best wishes; September 30, 2011 at 3:11 PM
Grey Horse Matters said...: You always get the best colors. We still are grey and white around here. Tired of this rain.; September 30, 2011 at 7:17 PM
Jeannelle said...: Lovely scenes! Happy skywatching!; October 1, 2011 at 10:57 AM
Sharon Creech said...: Wow! Spectacular!; October 1, 2011 at 11:56 AM
Carolyn said...: I love the dawn and you have captured it so beautifully in these photos! Thanks for sharing.
Smiles; October 1, 2011 at 2:29 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 30, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

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