The rain lashed down and then there was thunder and lightning too, which, for us, is very unusal.
Obviously I felt so sorry for the ponies and shouted for them to come up to the shelter but they refused – so I left them, thinking “your choice”.
However, I did go outside in full wet-weather-survival-suit gear and let the sheep out of their field (they didn’t need any encouragement) so they could shelter in their shed.
While I was outside there was a lightning strike which made me cry. I have no idea why I did this. I was howling, tears dripping, snot, the full works, with a huge amount of throat-rising anxiety. It has taken me all day to come off this particular mountain. So not like me. I am not scared of thunder and lightning and in fact was looking forward to photographing it but failed. I have no idea what happened. Perhaps it was a delayed reaction to when BeAnne (my dearest darling Patterdale who is no more) ran away many years back in a thunderstorm and was lost for 24 hours – that feeling of worry and utter dispair when a beloved has not come home.
So, once everything weather-wise had calmed down, I took the dogs for a walk so I could get some perspective and breathe again.
Eventually the Shetland ponies came up and I gave them two haynets so they could feel full and happy.
This was gratefully received and helped to make me feel better.
Althought not BeAnne, Pepper was a good subsitute and has been with me all day.
Even offering a sympathetic ear to my silliness.
Later, poo-picking, I realised everyone was fine and we have all weathered this particular storm.
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Dear little Pepper, bless her ! She looked so concerned for you. I do not like thunderstorms either…..
Especially when I was trying to put a waterproof on my boy and suddenly out of the blue came one almighty crack and bang. I was reduced to tears as well….almost to my knees.
yes, I know that feeling now. Poor you too. xx
Great pictures to go along to your wild day. I wish that I could say that we don’t get the wild storms that we do, daily in the summertime rainy months. It’s amazing how some incident will trigger us. As I am outside in the garden, I can see our storms approach & hear the thunder. We have plenty of warning when they will hit, but ,this week, I thought of an incident which happened years ago out West.Three of us rode in the front seat of a truck down a rode in Montana which is known as the Big Sky state because the sky does seem endless between mountains. We could see way miles behind us that there was a rainstorm on the horizon behind us. Just as we were commenting on our good fortune to be driving down the road on beautiful, sunny weather a huge crack & lightning bolt came out of nowhere to hit the truck. The moral of the story is that Mother Nature can be nasty & terrifying.