Part of my remarkable afternoon at Mike’s last week was coming back into his place from a couple of hours on that nice toasty balcony and finding my hat with a rainbow splashed across it.
It reminded me…
… of the rainbow on the living room floor in the house on Oakridge Drive when I was growing up. We had a fishtank in the front entrance way, and at the right time of day, at the right time of year, the light would hit one end of it as if it was passing through a prism, and throw a spray of brilliant colour on the hardwood floor. I think we got at least one picture of that squirrelled away someplace.
…. of the rainbow on the slate floor in the cafeteria at my old job. Same thing… light would come into the atrium, bounce through the an edge of a glass plate on the railing, and throw colours on the floor. As far as I know, Jarmo and I were the only people who ever noticed, or at least commented about it.
Deb, that tiny feather is from your bird room. After all this time it hasn’t fallen out or blown away.
Photo credit Mike. The rest of the pics from that afternoon are, thanks to the mental image of my brother clawing his eyes out, NOT being posted.
This picture would make a good album front or back; it has character. If you want more bird feathers, I can save some and send them out. LOL!!!