. "O! for a horse with wings!"~Shakespeare, Cymbeline Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press The beauty of Kentucky is evident in these Pieter Estersohn photographs from his new book Kentucky. Some of the most beautiful in the book to my eye are from the Gainesway Farm. Here, Estersohn's powers are evident as he captures Gainesway's thoroughbreds, stables, and landscapes. Graham Beck's Gainesway Farm in Lexington encompasses 1500 acres in the Golden Cresent of the Inner Bluegrass region. Now retired, Beck's son Anthony and his family live on the farm in a house modeled after an 1830's Lexington tobacco farmhouse. A potager and a boxwood herb garden are one of several gardens that Beck and garden designer David Hruska have laid out on the property. Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press "When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes." ~Shakespeare,Henry V Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press Men are better when riding, more just and more understanding, and more alert and more at ease and more under-taking, and better knowing of all countries and all passages; in short and long all good customs and manners cometh thereof, and the health of man and of his soul. ~Attributed to Edward Plantagenet Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press "He's of the colour of the nutmeg. And of the heat of the ginger.... he is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness while his rider mounts him; he is indeed a horse, and all other jades you may call beasts." ~Shakespeare, Henry V Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press ...The gaps I mean, No one has seen them made or heard them made, But at spring mending-time we find them there. I let my neighbor know beyond the hill; And on a day we meet to walk the line And set the wall between us once again. We keep the wall between us as we go. To each the boulders that have fallen to each. And some are loaves and some so nearly balls We have to use a spell to make them balance: 'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!' We wear our fingers rough with handling them ~Robert Frost, Mending Wall Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press "The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears." ~Arabian Proverb Pieter Estersohn photographer. Courtesy of The Monacelli Press I've added quotations for your pleasure in reading-not that one needs such. Estersohn's photographs are pure poetry, rivaling the poets-sometimes that happens, and it is so in Kentucky. The Monacelli Press has graciously sent the Estersohn book my way. The book is available on May 23rd. Part I of this post is here.