When I was a child, after every summer rainstorm you could find me searching the sky for a rainbow.
I rarely found one, but when I did it felt like magic!
After rainstorms moved through our area a few days ago, I went birding at one of our smaller local airports.
I thought the rain showers were done. I was wrong.
A quick hard rain shower moved over the airport in about five minutes, followed by bright sunshine.
And I happened to be at the right place at the right time.
Gazing across an open grassy field to the road around the airport, I saw a beautiful half-circle multi-colored rainbow.
I doubt if the folks in their vehicles had any idea they were in the middle of a rainbow!
What was fascinating about the rainbow was how low it was, how close it was (only a few hundred feet), and how I could see through the rainbow to the trees behind it.
Amazing!
Looks like you made it to the end of the rainbow!
Indeed!