Gift of the Winter Monsoon
It was winter last week: cold, gray days with the sporadic dripping that counts for rain in this neighborhood. It rained like that on and off for several days, and I think our 2014 total is up to a quarter-inch now! LOL, sounds good to me, but then I see it written down and it looks kinda pathetic, doesn’t it?
Often in the winter, the clouds close in all around so that it looks like my yard is the only thing, the only place that exists in the universe, wrapped in a gray, woolly cocoon. Then the cloud lifts up a bit and I can see snow on the mountain. I like to see snow on the mountain, because that means there will be water available next season.
Late in the day (and it often seems to happen on days like that) the sun makes a brief but spectacular appearance between the low clouds and the horizon. And so, on one such day as evening approached, I glanced out the window and saw this:
The low angle of the sun together with the rain in the valley north of my house combined to make this wonderful effect.
It lasted a few minutes, long enough to grab my camera & change the lens, for which I was so grateful. I have resized the pictures, but otherwise, this is exactly what it looked like. Here’s just one more:
I’d never seen anything like it, and wouldn’t even have guessed that this could happen. There are houses up there, but their occupants probably didn’t know that they were right in the middle of something really quite magical.
Then again maybe we all are, when viewed from just the right angle and at just the right moment.