THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: Happy Birthday Gary...

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Happy Birthday Gary...

I'm sure this picture of the garlic will be his favorite.

Does not look or act his age.

Happy Birthday

xxxxooooo

Lori, Jen, Coop, Finn, Steph, Joe, Ariana and Daniela

Too bad Saint Tim is not here to help celebrate....his birthday was yesterday.

4 comments:

Dee said...: Dear Lori, a happy belated birthday to Gary. I can see why that garlic photo might be his favorite. Wow! A bulb as big as a fist. Peace.; September 28, 2013 at 1:33 PM
~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...: I'll add my belated birthday wishes for Gary too and that I hope you had an enjoyable day!; September 28, 2013 at 9:04 PM
Oak Creek Ranch said...: Happy Birthday Gary!!; September 28, 2013 at 11:57 PM
thecrazysheeplady said...: Happy Birthday Gary!!! :-D; September 30, 2013 at 1:12 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

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Happy Birthday Gary...

4 comments: