There’s a wonderful notion here in the UK, in response to the epidemic. Folk are creating rainbows and pinning them up in their windows so that passers by can be cheered. I love the thought, but at the moment people are, in theory, not going out except for essentials. So I though I’d share some of the rainbows that I live with.
They can be made by the sun, briefly captured by the wall
Or gently illuminating cloth stitched in India
They can be woven in Peru
They can have little birds flying across them
Or they can be made of cloth or glass and shine in the window by sunlight or lamplight
Because when the clouds are dark, if you can see a rainbow you know the sun is behind you. Sometimes we need rainbows to pull us through.
