Storm

A massive thunderstorm came through here yesterday evening. The rain was pouring down in sheets. The wind was whipping and branches of lightening were snaking their way across the sky. I looked out my bedroom window, through the pine branches, back down to the paddocks and saw Zephyr, the stallion, standing outside in the storm. He has a run in shed where he could have gone for shelter, but he just stood there in the fading light. His head was up and he was still. He just stood there in the rain with the rain and thunder pounding, the lighting flashing. I stood at the window watching him for minutes, just standing there through it all.