Hmm. It's the little things, sometimes.
On the way home, after enduring considerable frustration at the renovation project, I was in a rotten mood. One things works, two things are broken, one thing gets fixed, three other things break...grrr. So here I am, trudging home (and I mean trudging), I look up at the very grey sky, thinking that it begins to reflect my state of mind, and...a sliver of a rainbow. Ha.
WAY up, probably in the cirro-stratus. What's more, it was invisible without the sunglasses I was wearing! So here I was, with my own personal cirrus-bow.
A message, perhaps?
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