Someone once said you can’t have a rainbow without rain. I think it was supposed to be one of those ‘if all you have is lemons…’ adages, you know, positive thinking. Well today is a glorious day, the sun is out and, sure enough, there isn’t a trace of a rainbow in the sky. But I was walking through the car park I came across one on the ground. It hadn’t fallen out of the sky. It hadn’t even been raining. It was a blend of accidents. Oil and water may not mix but they do create some wonderful rainbow-type patterns when the light hits it just right. Metaphors are being mixed left, right and centre in this blog and I’m sure there’s one too many cooks in my brain at the moment.
I ought to go on with the whole puddle+oil+light=rainbow thing, talk about how a little hope is required (the light), but actually I’m bored with the subject now which means you are probably on the verge of asleep. In this gorgeous weather it’s hard to think of doing much else.