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August 25, 2019

after the rain
posted by soe 1:49 am

On Wednesday, we had a sun shower:

Sun Shower

It was followed by a short regular shower, which was bookended by the evening of two rainbows.

But the weather gods did not stop there. They had dumped out their box of 64 Crayola crayons and were excited about using them all.

I had gone to the garden to water and then to the grocery store (hunting fruitlessly for puff pastry) and emerged onto Pennsylvania Avenue in Foggy Bottom to this sight to the east:

Summer Sky

And this to the west:

Summer Sky

It felt like I was living in a Maxfield Parrish painting. (It took me a little while to come up with the correct painter, since all I had was a memory of a poster Grey Kitten had when we were teenagers of a woman with a scarf standing on a cliff. Once I stopped trying to make it a book cover (I thought maybe John Irving’s Hotel New Hampshire or Wally Lamb’s She’s Come Undone) and made it the painting it was, Google was way more helpful. Also, memory is weird.)

Post-Storm Sky

I mean, it really just kept getting better:

Summer Sky

Post-Storm Sunset

Even after the sun went down, the gods kept up with the coloring:


It was a beautiful night.

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