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Sorry, no pics of my shower with Misty May and Kerri Walsh.
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NoRRmad wrote:Looks like a packet of oatmeal on the table, to me. Maybe maple flavor.
No camfarm on this one. Maybe he brings the rain John? Although, Vann and I did get wet riding into Burke's Garden on Friday.R4R&R wrote:Was Camfarm in on the Italian food?


Behold that horse! A dappled gray!
I saw him in the month of May,
When wild flowers bloomed about his feet,
And sunshine was his mantle meet.
The shapely head he held up high,
And fire seemed flashing from his eye;
Arched grandly, too, his neck and mane,
And on them fell the slackened rein.
Down from the withers to the tail
The curve was perfect in detail,
While depth of chest, and haunch, and side,
Showed where his strength did most reside.
With limb, and hoof, and pastern small,
The body round and plump withal,
No pattern could be perfecter
Than was the form of "Traveller."
Rare model for an artist's skill!
For brush, or chisel, or for quill!
For there, with muscles strained and tense,
His mould was sheer magnificence.
Bucephalus was not more gay
In ancient battle's stern array,
Than was that grand Virginia gray,
That mutely champed his bits that day.
A day of battle, truly, then!
A day of death to many men!
For war a gory drama played
But "Traveller" was undismayed...