The rain was on and off all day, like a bipolar light switch that just couldn’t make up its mind. One moment it was sunny. The next moment, you’d better have your polka-dotted umbrella handy because the skies opened up.
But in the magical in between moment, the rain and the sunshine met and shook hands like old English gentlemen about to smoke their pipes. When that happened, I started looking for the rainbow.
I craned my neck this way and that, peering through the sunny rain. Up, up, up I looked. And then there were not one but two.
so good Nik!
ReplyDeleteI saw one too!! I love this, it's about something so common as weather and yet so extraordinary. :)
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