The last few days the weather has been exciting with dark skies full of drenching rain approaching on the horizon. As the storms moved past, the sun bobbed in and out of residual clouds of foamy whites and ponderous grays wading across the sky. Rays of light illuminated beads of rain hanging on the branches, and tiny spectrums were refracted on their surfaces. As I sat watching the droplets fall from the canopy, I discovered a small caldron brimming with magical coins nestled on the forest floor—a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
