Just a few days ago, I was pleased with myself for not being defeated by the weather.
Yesterday, I came very close to a large serving of humble pie. As it is, I am not especially happy with what I got, and there were some serious missed opportunities, but they are the best I could manage on a wet and wildly changeable day. My first shot was taken while waiting for Maggie and Cooper since I was on “pick up grandchildren after school” duty. Normally, we would walk home, but the rain was so heavy that I decided to drive. Outside the school gates, there is a pedestrian crossing marked with bright orange fluorescent banners. As you can see, visibility through the windscreen was severely diminished.
As we arrived at home, there was a rather nice rainbow, though somewhat soft and nothing at all like the spectacular double rainbow that occurred a few hours later. And then the rain started in earnest, and the valley almost disappeared.
Autumn is really with us as shown by the vivid colours in one of our little Japanese maples, but the lashing rain somehow added to the colour.
Rain came and went, and each time it seemed to have finished, a new downpour would roll in. In one of the brief interludes, a stray shaft of light picked out the oil storage facilities at Seaview.
And then came that spectacular double rainbow. As I said I could not find a place from which to get a clear view of it, but I as I was settling back to my desk, disappointed, I saw the blazing Western sky from my window. The rain was still there though softer than before, but it was a lovely sky.
Henceforth, I shall be more circumspect in my competition with mother nature.