THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: A Very Sad Day....

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

A Very Sad Day....

What a time this will be for the family and friends of Leontien. Not only is it the day her life will be celebrated with a service...it was her birthday. She will be missed by so many.

5 comments:

Buttons Thoughts said...: Oh Lori I cannot imagine the strength it will take to get her family though this day. Hugs B; January 16, 2013 at 9:16 AM
MTWaggin said...: She will be missed AND admired. Such a lovely strong honest lady!; January 16, 2013 at 11:11 AM
allhorsestuff said...: Sweet Abbe!
She will be missed, oh she will be!
And then there was 1. What are you to do about that, Lori?
So so sad, sending you guys hugs and loves for Berlin~; January 16, 2013 at 11:55 AM
Spartacus Jones said...: Terribly sorry to learn of the passing of your sweet friend.
No words of consolation can help.
But know that your grief is understood.

sj; January 16, 2013 at 12:35 PM
Inger said...: Leontien helped us to become stronger and better somehow and we all loved her for it.; January 16, 2013 at 1:54 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

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

A Very Sad Day....

5 comments: