THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: SkyWatch Friday

Friday, February 15, 2013

SkyWatch Friday

These shots were taken this morning at Skoog Farm.

To view shots from around the world, click on SkyWatch in my sidebar.

8 comments:

TexWisGirl said...: just beautiful! i often take photos of the sky over my barn roof, too, but it's always in the evenings. :); February 15, 2013 at 9:57 AM
Anonymous said...: How lovely and moody.; February 15, 2013 at 12:25 PM
C-ingspots said...: Beautiful, spectacular and yet, very soothing pictures of your sky this morning...I'm really liking the quality of your new camera Lori. What kind is it?; February 15, 2013 at 12:32 PM
Janet said...: A lot going on in that sky, and how cool is that windmill!; February 15, 2013 at 2:05 PM
joy said...: I love your colorful skies:) from skywatch friday. My entry is from: willyouhearfromme.blogspot.com; February 15, 2013 at 3:00 PM
MTWaggin said...: Those are kinda stormy looking are you getting more snow?; February 15, 2013 at 3:26 PM
Mary said...: Magnificent! :D; February 15, 2013 at 8:58 PM
allhorsestuff said...: Love your skies, always!!; February 16, 2013 at 12:24 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, February 15, 2013

SkyWatch Friday

8 comments: