Rainbow Weather

Hey, Look! A rainbow!

I’m driving to the store in the early evening with two children in tow. One grabs my phone to take the picture while saying, God’s proooomises! in the special voice used only for her interpretation of my thoughts.

I do love rainbows. Especially unexpected ones like the one arching over stoplights as we head to the store. It’s unexpected, because where I am, it is not raining.

Rainbow weather is rain and sunshine. Light shining through gray producing a spectrum of color.

There is so much color, lately. It has burst from the gray and the rain.

This week is one of my favorites of the year, the one leading up to summer solstice. Days continue to grow longer and longer until they peak and begin to diminish. I try not to think about the diminishing when summer has yet to start.

I just want to be in the moment.

A new moment comes, inviting me to ponder again rainbow weather and to delight in the beauty of surprising color.

I find myself days from that car rainbow. Finishing an early-evening walk with my husband, I am exhausted. My exercise ring has yet to close. Eight grueling minutes remain.

Dropping him at the house to begin the evening routine, I continue around the block and up the hill. Please raise, heart rate, so I can call this a night.

Laughter comes from an open yard at the top of the hill, and a familiar young face smiles and waves. A sibling runs over to update me on her summer. I stop to catch the latest news from a parent and express gratitude for the season we shared together.

Continuing down the hill towards home, four minutes to go, a gentle hint of rain kisses my face. Looking up, I can see individual drops falling.

Rainbow weather.

I turn to scan the sky. My next-door neighbor steps from her house. She is looking for the rainbow, as well. We laugh together about it.

There it is!

I find it and shout excitedly from across the street where I am still walking towards my house. We both stop to look as I cross the street to my house.

I run inside and grab the phone I left behind while walking. A child greets me at the door, the same one who captured the week’s earlier rainbow. She comes out to look with me, echoing once again, God’s prooooooooooomises.

The rainbow remains long enough for a picture.


In case I need a sign to post on my neglected blog, this is it. I carry my laptop to the porch and write as the sun sets. The rainbow is gone, and the clouds roll in. Fireflies dance in the yard, turning on their evening lights.

White house trim glows. I love the gloaming. Hanging baskets on the porch silhouette against a soft gray sky. Birds sing their goodnight songs and a gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the friendship tree.

The colors fade to gray as they, too, sleep for the night and prepare to come back with the morning’s light.

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2 thoughts on “Rainbow Weather

  1. Barbara

    Julie – I LOVED this piece! We’ve had rainbow weather here in Michigan as well lately. I have a very special story to tell you someday about rainbows and the role they’ve played in someone’s life who is near and dear to me. Thank you for sharing. God’s promises….the ones we can count on!

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    1. Julie Post author

      I am so glad I get to see your face in the near future. I look forward to grabbing some time together to hear your rainbow story.

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Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.

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