Rainbow
On my way to Austin to see Peckerwood and visit friends, I saw a enormous, beautiful rainbow when I stopped for gas. This mobile phone photo does it no justice whatsoever.
A gigantic half circle stretched to nearly touch the ground, with bright colors saturating the drizzling sky and a second partial band alongside it. Thrilled, I leaped from my car to get a better view. Standing in the light rain, I looked around to see if others had noticed this grand sight and pointed it out to a man walking toward the store.
Rainbow!
He began shouting, "I don't BELIEVE in rainbows! I do NOT believe in rainbows!"
A perplexing response to say the least. Must we "believe" to appreciate this ephemeral occasion? This individual may or may not have been playing with a full deck, so to speak.
I tried again, pointing it out to a couple other guys pumping gas.
Did you see the rainbow?
I was clearly excited and it really was worth notice. They nodded and kind of smiled. No big deal.
Ok, perhaps I appeared a bit over zealous or maybe even intoxicated standing in the drizzle taking photos like that sobbing double rainbow guy on youtube. Walking slowly backwards to my car, I passed a man at the next pump in a big red truck.
Did you see? I pointed.
"OH THANK YOU," he called out. Finally, a proper acknowledgement!
When I finished filling my tank the fleeting moment was gone. The same man came back out to his truck and said, "Thank you so much for showing me that rainbow."