Last evening, we received a much-needed rain shower. As the rainclouds passed east over the mountains, the setting sun in the west burst through, creating a beautiful full-arc rainbow directly over our farm and cove.

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began,
So is it now I am a man,
So be it when I shall grow old
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man:
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.

—William Wordsworth