It began a beautiful sunny day, brightening up the fenced-in area and deck and lighting up the middle yard of green grass. A great day to spray paint. I pressed the button, the gears whirred, and the garage door opened.
What an eye-blinking surprise! It was gently, softly, raining! I sure didn't realize it. It was so thin that that rain couldn't be seen from inside the house!
Spray painting put aside, to the son's house to pick up his daughters. It was just windy. The rain was done.
As we drove along the country roads, houses tucked beneath tall trees, bridges obscured by overgrown weeds and ground cover, the day became beautiful! Sun shining over the treetops to lighten up the harvested corn field. Blueish clouds blowing off to the east. You'd have never known it had rained.
Then the tiny youngest girl let's out a exclamation.
She's 4, buckled in the mandatory car seat, next to the right door window of my new blue car. All of a sudden she saw what none of us had noticed. We were visiting, she was exploring the outside scenery.
We never saw what she saw. It was so far off in the distance, I sure would've never seen it. We were stunned; we had to stop the car. We had to scan in the direction she had scanned. Actually, she not only saw it first, she saw double.
This small framed, pre-schooler, so excited, said,
"I see a rainbow!"
"It has pink in it!"
We concurred, it did! Beautifully!
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