Truett and I drove to Gainesville on Thursday, the day our school was on Code Purple and the day it snowed in New Orleans. We saw three rainbows on the drive to Gainesville. We had to be quick to catch them because the sky was blue in spots with the sun shining brightly, and the sky was covered with dark moving clouds just beyond that. I was able to get two shots of rainbows just as they were fading away. It seems this body doesn't react quick enough once the brain sends the signal Rainbow..Rainbow.
Rainbow! I pointed out to Truett as we were walking to our Acadia.
"Run get my camera!" Truett said.
"I can't. I'll miss it." So instead I dove in the Acadia and snatched up my digital. This isn't the best shot but at least you can see it.
Then we drove on. "Rainbow!" I snapped. But we were on I-75 in the middle lane, so rainbow #2 was lost forever.
Finally, as we were approaching our destination we saw a third. Truett whipped into an abandoned BP gas station and we were barely able to get this next photo. If you look closely, you may be able to see a trace of the disappearing rainbow.
It has been years since I've seen really visible rainbows, not because they weren't in the sky, but because I was at the wrong place at the right time. I think I blogged about riding in the end of a rainbow once, but I might write that story again. Rainbows are magical things.
Now have a magical day.
You've always been in the right place to catch rainbows...tell us the story again about the end of the rainbow.
Posted by: sherry | December 14, 2008 at 04:59 AM
We need some magic at FWES, can we conjure up a rainbow there?
Posted by: stacy | December 16, 2008 at 01:45 PM