I glanced out the window shortly after 8:30 – this happens more and more since I began taking photos – and I heard that the rain had stopped, and I saw a rainbow in my front yard, just sitting there, waiting for me, calling to me.

Daring me, I think.

To live in fear.

To not see the world as a dark and dangerous place.

To live in the fears and narrow expectations of others.

To give up on love.

To give up on hope.

And thank you, thank you.

For reminding me that without rain,

you would never have come into my yard.