A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

I will start with one of my dad’s favorite stories in relation to Scotland.

My father’s friend returned from a trip to Scotland, when asked if it rained during the week he spent there, he responded, “It only rained twice; once for three days, once for four.” Take a moment to chuckle, then continue. :)

I’m happy to testify that Scotland’s weather has yet to live up to this joke. The days’ weather varies, but nothing too out of the ordinary. On the same day, dark clouds will loom over St. Andrews, threatening rain, and then, in almost an instant, the sun will emerge, banishing the clouds and leaving only a clear blue sky to remain.

On a special day, like this past Friday, it had been raining. When the rain stopped and the clouds phased out, a spectacular event occurred. Four rainbows shot out of the northern horizon and arched over the town to the endless rows of small semi detached houses. Four rainbows like you have never seen them, or one, before. Their colors were definite, their bands joining, each one boasting itself in the sky

Beautiful.