Andy was texting me photos of a rainbow event, but it wasn’t until he called a few minutes later to tell me what he was seeing that I actually went outside to look. There, in our front yard, was this fantastic rainbow, arching through the sky, bookended by the trees. Rainbows have been a part of this summer season, like the hummingbirds and goldfinches flitting about the cup plants and salvia. There is no rhyme or reason to which days they will show up, and they are valued more preciously because of such unpredictability.
In this instance, there had been no rain, no signal that there might be a rainbow lurking in the sky, but Andy had noticed, and alerted me to all the beauty that was outside. I went out the front door and sat on the front step, watching the rainbow and the sky, taking in the moment and embracing it.
