It's raining here, but the sun's trying to come out at the same time. I went out on my little deck, where the rose bushes twined among the railings are about to bloom, and watched the rain. If I looked up to where a ray of sunshine slanted above the house, I could see the raindrops flash silver as they fell. And above that in the gray part of the sky I saw a faint rainbow--and then a second, fainter rainbow above it, only the second double rainbow I've ever seen. It faded within minutes, and now the sun truly is out and the rain is pattering only lightly on the roses and the marigolds, the peppers, the baby bean and azalea plants.
Oh, and my neighbor is in the yard smoking. Of COURSE. I hope he grows mildew.