Monday, 19 September 2011, Day 300/365.
Last Monday was one of those awful windy spring days. One of those days where it hasn’t rained for a while so the dust is picked up by the wind and annoys hayfever sufferers. Before I even went to work I had a hayfever tablet which helped a bit, but didn’t help the dull head I had all day.
On the way home from work it poured with rain and as I looked out the window I saw this rainbow. It was one of those perfect ones where it stretches all the way across the sky.
After I got off the bus it had pretty much stopped raining, but I’d got my umbrella out just in case and the man said to me that it was lucky I had my umbrella. I told him I always carry it and then because I thought he hadn’t seen the rainbow and everyone should see it I pointed it out.
He said there might be a pot of gold at the end of it to which I replied that I was going to pick up my pot of gold, ie my son.
On the way to pick up my pot of gold, I took this photo and it wasn’t until I saw it later that I realised there were two rainbows. Does that mean a double pot of gold?