Out of a seemingly clear sky suddenly rain began to fall. I know that always means a rainbow, and I knew just where it would be.
My neighbor came out to photograph it and said it had looked much brighter from the top of the hill. I told him its brightness depended on your perspective—literally, it depends on the angle from which you look at a rainbow.
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We’ve lost another inspiration as Maya Angelou has passed. Her life, her works, her words were the greatest examples of being a complete person and living a full life, on your own terms. Her voice was so familiar, both literally an metaphorically.
Thank you, Maya Angelou, for all you continue to give us.
Please appreciate this post, and a poem we can all learn from.
I try to be a rainbow even amid my own clouds.
And at…both ends of both of your rainbows! I had to piece together the one below.
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I did manage to get yesterday’s double rainbow as the sun was setting, though I had to piece it together.