THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: Sunday Stills Challenge-Landscapes

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Sunday Stills Challenge-Landscapes

The back forty...

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7 comments:

Oak Creek Ranch said...: Beautiful!; October 13, 2013 at 11:23 AM
Grey Horse Matters said...: Gorgeous photos and lighting!; October 13, 2013 at 12:23 PM
Anonymous said...: Every picture take is amazing from you.

The fences, scenery.Skies you name it. You have got it on spot.

Great photograpy displays..; October 13, 2013 at 12:39 PM
Nancy J said...: Lovely, those golden colours captured perfectly. Greetings from Jean; October 13, 2013 at 12:48 PM
Ed said...: Beautiful shots..:-); October 13, 2013 at 3:00 PM
Michelle said...: I love that golden light!; October 13, 2013 at 8:59 PM
Buttons Thoughts said...: I am psyched too beautiful. Hug B; October 14, 2013 at 7:26 AM

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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Sunday, October 13, 2013

Sunday Stills Challenge-Landscapes

7 comments: