Back home in California after a wonderful week visiting family in upstate New York. Everytime I’m there, I marvel at the landscape: the lush, green hills; the deciduous forests; the profusion of wildflowers; the calm stillness of Otsego Lake (called “Glimmerglass Lake” by the novelist James Fenimore Cooper). It’s so different from the ochre summer hills of California.
And as if the usual natural beauty weren’t enough, on Saturday night around dinnertime, we were treated to this:
When a rainbow like that appears, you just have to stop what you are doing and gaze. It spanned the lake, brilliant and vibrant, a perfect arch. And then as we watched, the faint image of a twin rainbow appeared around it (not captured on film, alas). The colors were so distinct and vivid, so much moreso than in this photo.
It stayed for at least ten minutes, maybe more; I sort of lost track of time. I looked out from the balcony and drank it in, not wanting to leave as long as it was there. And I actually found myself grinning and saying, “Okay, God, now you’re just showing off.”
Not that there’s anything wrong with that, mind you.
Where are you seeing beauty today?