THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SKYWATCH FRIDAY

Friday, November 18, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

We have had some very beautiful skies this week...and our first snow last night.

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

7 comments:

Savannah, Chloe, & Tyler said...: Beautiful pictures. Just gorgeous. I love that last one especially. I am also sitting here wishing for our first snowfall of the season.; November 18, 2011 at 10:42 AM
Oak Creek Ranch said...: I particularly like the second to last shot -- looking down the road, at a farm, with that amazing sky full of puffy clouds.; November 18, 2011 at 11:40 AM
Kim, USA said...: Wow these photos are amazing. The glow on the willow tree is pretty unique!

SWF; November 18, 2011 at 3:01 PM
elvira pajarola said...: The sky on golden fire....GORGEOUS, Lori!!!!!

....and the snow...?
ciao ciao elvira; November 18, 2011 at 3:28 PM
Terry said...: Beautiful! The sky does look like it's on fire.
Sorry about the snow.; November 18, 2011 at 8:23 PM
Sharon Creech said...: Like a series of perfect postcards . . .; November 19, 2011 at 1:40 PM
thecrazysheeplady said...: Beautiful pictures!!!; November 19, 2011 at 4:57 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.....

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Friday, November 18, 2011

SKYWATCH FRIDAY

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