“Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high
There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby,
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.”
– Lyrics by E.Y. Harburg.
The deepening violet clouds spread like wild fire across the gray sky as the winds made a fierce entrance. You could smell it through your nose. You could feel it in the air. A storm was heading our way fast. Ready to take cover inside, I rallied up my dog Shadow to move from the backyard into the safety of our house. Within minutes, lightening and thunder made their arrival bringing the rain crashing down.
As quickly as the storm came, it went. The winds quieted down with the rain dropping to a light drizzle. Curious to see if more were to come, I looked outside my patio. And there it was… a beautiful, majestic rainbow.