On Sunday afternoon, I was sitting in my home office, making plans for the week, when I leaned back in my chair and glanced at the ceiling. There were dozens of rainbows, scattered everywhere. I looked down at my desk and saw more rainbows, dancing across my hands.
The source was the mid-afternoon December sun, fracturing through my crystal pen holder. I tried to take a picture of my left hand with my right, holding my phone. But this was an impossible feat, given current ulcers. So I grabbed my small tabletop tripod, rigged up the camera, and caught the image, above . . . though not without some difficulty, because the Earth was turning and the sun’s angle was shifting, even within seconds.
Change is the only constant. Beauty is fleeting. But if you pause to pay attention, glorious moments abound.
May your day be full of rainbows.