Childhood promises are made with curled pinky fingers.
Pacts to never allow girls in your tree fort are made by spitting into a handshake.
College commitment is made by signing on a dotted line and incurring a massive debt load.
Marriage covenants are made with words, signatures, and rings.
And a promise never to wipe out all of humanity by water is made with radiant lights in the sky spanning the visible color spectrum.
I’d say that’s a pretty good way to make a promise.
Tonight this rainbow spread out over our house so intensely that even our next door neighbor drove over to make sure we saw it.
“In all my life I’ve never seen a rainbow like that,” Joan said. Considering she was born in the 1930’s, that’s saying something.
The pinkish-purple atmosphere itself – not really picked up by the camera – was one of the most surreal washes of color I’ve seen personally. Astounding.
Aside from a super-wide-angle lens on one of our Nikons, the only way I could capture it was using a panoramic stitch photo app on my iPhone 4.
I kept waiting for something to post on today; in light of hurricane Irene, I think this subject’s a winner. ch: