The Horse and the Storm
Funny enough, I took this picture a year ago yesterday. I wanted to remember it. This canvas hung in the cottage on the ranch where we were living for a few months. Those months were full of sitting, thinking, wondering, praying, and being quiet. Those type of things are necessary in some circumstances. I’m sure you’ve been there. I would bet this canvas might have been number 1,059 sold in craft stores all over the country. It could have been created simply by a craftmaker who saw a horse gallop by and thought “let me put a horse on canvas”. Much like Robert Frost’s, “stopping by woods on a snowy evening” who really was, in fact, only stopping by woods on a snowy evening. It was a real sight. I stared at this horse a lot over those 3 months. He seemed to be in a hurry to me with his mane flying up behind him as he galloped to …… where exactly I don’t know. But I finally decided he was running to the storm. Which is where we were. In a storm, blinded by all the...
