I had the good fortune of being able to walk through Central Park this morning, on the way from 59th Street back to our apartment. No sooner had I entered the park than I was intrigued to see this very localized shower in front of me.
Of course, it wasn’t an actual rain shower. It was a sprinkler watering the grass. But, real shower or not, when you combine it with sunshine, you get a rainbow! So, I went around to the other side of the sprinkler, with the sun was at my back, and, lo and behold, there she was, changing by the second with the sweep of the sprinkler, flitting in and out of view, but a rainbow all the same.
One of my friends among the tree faces enjoyed it as much as I did.
Anyway, I walked on. The early morning light was very beautiful, casting shadows and giving the grass and leaves a deep, dark green.
And making more rainbows along the pathway past the Hecksher playing fields.
I kept walking north. The Dairy looked particularly nice this morning among the trees, almost like a country church, with a modest steeple, my favorite.
The elms along the mall stood out crisp and clear.
As always, a few were dancing.
Not to be outdone, the flowers were showing off at Bethesda Fountain as well.
Everything seemed special.
I figured it was time I started for home. How many rainbows can one person handle in a day?