All the colors of the rainbow
Yesterday (Thursday) morning…looking down the driveway…beautiful, colorful sky.
I turned around to see the gold larch against a sky turning blue.
It made me think: rainbow! The colors of a rainbow all around me.
From the frost on the ground, to the green and gold of the pines…to the blue and white of the snow covered mountains.
As I wrote last night, the day was quintessential Fall: crisp, cool, clear air, the low light from the southern moving sun that casts a gold light over everything. Everything about the day bespoke Fall.
Last night was the full moon. The moon was to rise just after sunset. Bear and I went out to the loop overlook to wait…to wait for the full moon rise.
There was quite a show of color…
…all the colors of the rainbow spread across the valley between the foothill we live on and the steps of the Swan Range.
Venus showed first, giving a clue to where the moon would rise.
Dusk fell. It got darker.
The moon lit a small cloud just over the mountain top.
It was getting too dark to be where we were. Bear was such company. He usually wants to be on the property more than where I was waiting, but he stayed and watched with me. It made me cry as it brought up a memory of Karl waiting with me in the snow the first Winter in this place. But it also made me smile and laugh in joy with how far Bear and I have come and what a good life I’ve had with my good dogs.
All the colors of the rainbow… shared…in the love and company of my good dog.