There were some unpleasant and troubling bits of news delivered today. It was tough. Still is, going to need some time to process, time I might not have.
Nothing life threatening. No one’s dying, no one’s got cancer. We’ll figure it out. (We always do.) But it might not be as much fun as we had hoped for.
On my secondary desktop I had one of the Virtual Railfan sites up and running as eye candy. Hesperia, CA, to be exact. (Which may become more important soon, but that’s a whole different story and crisis.)
The weather there’s been just as rainy as ours, but just as I was looking, the sun same through.
Nice! I took a picture of the screen and passed it around. Maybe it was a sign. (I don’t believe in “signs,” but any port in a storm and there are no atheists in foxholes, so I’m apparently big on cliches.)
Then I went to take a few breaths outside for a minute.
Do you see it? Way, way, way off in the distance? Over by Griffith Park?
It’s not a whole rainbow, but I’ll take what I can get.
It may not have been big, but it was BRIGHT! This little arc of color really stood out.
It doesn’t show up super bright in this image, but to the naked eye even the violet on the left was vibrant.
As the sun behind me was peeking in and out of the clouds, at times it got even brighter, even if it didn’t get bigger.
Someone today gave me the “Hope is not a plan” quote.
But plans can be developed, and in fact are already in the works.
We don’t get overconfident, but when we say, “We’ll figure it out, we always do,” that’s not bragging, it’s confidence in our abilities and our team.
Plans aren’t made in a vacuum, and they’re not carried out blindly or automatically.
THAT’s where the hope comes in. Rainbows help.