When early evening stirs secrets of tangled sorrows wrapped in blessings, a rainbow forms from a delightful cloud frontier. Spontaneous smiles replace woeful fatigue. The sun returns home in time to dance its last jig.
Sometimes miracles are difficult to glean with the naked eye. They are tucked away in hiding spaces and it takes such effort to seek them out.
Sometimes, however, they radiate just beyond our touch but close enough for us to see them so clearly. Miraculous fluidity arcing up into the dramatic sky, rainbows carry dreams woven in the fabric of reality. They leave you speechless and smiling like a crazy person blessed by the magic of the emerging wild.
These photos were shot by my daughter Martha who stood standing in awe on our back deck. Wonder never looked so beautiful. Do you see the flock of geese in the picture below? Stunning.