Saturday, May 18, 2013


I had a stack of pictures I'd taken over past decades.
Put them in an album.
Cloud and sky pictures together..
Sat down in the front window to enjoy them.
Sun came through the antique window my brother gave me.
All but one of these rainbows came from the window prisms.

The only real rainbow is the faint arc low on the eastern Colorado horizon.
I love serendipity.



threecollie said...

I love your glorious rainbows and the juxtaposition of light and wonder that gave them to you. Even more I love that you have a brother who gave you a window. That is a stupendously wondrous gift on so many levels....especially to those of us who seek the light.

Cathy said...

Thanks, Marianne.
Yes, . . . it's all about the light. And when it splinters into rainbows, we have to pause in wonder. We're always a kid when it comes to rainbows.

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