Double rainbows over the farm
This has been a rainbow year. I came home from a pleasant walk with my young friend, who is house sitting in the remote valleys of Floyd, to see this lovely rainbow arching over the farm. As I reached the Parkway bridge a brilliant flash of lightning shattered the sky behind the rainbow's end. I rushed for the camera and to rescue TJ, dancing by the door.
Chasing rainbows and the elusive
Chasing rainbows is a term often spoken with scorn, but I've always had a respect for rainbow hunters. Capturing a dream is as elusive as reaching the end of a rainbow; sometimes it's difficult to know just what the dream might be. And few of those outside the dream realize the hard work that goes into making a dream a reality.
I've been watching some dreamers lately, as they pursue their rainbows. Each person or group is amazing, reaching for ideas and goals that are as brilliant as a rainbow's colors. The creative spirit soars far beyond paint, thread, paper and pen, arching up like a rainbow to lift dreams into reality. Rainbow chasers pursue a different existence, beyond self and structure, beyond safety. Catching a rainbow dream is as elusive as pursuing it; you may never quite know when you achieve success. But the real fun is the chase!