This amazing little device makes rainbows. (I got it from Signals, but I don’t know if they still carry it or not.) You stick it on any window that gets sun and when the sun hits it, it shoots rainbows all over the room. I’m not kidding. It is so cool. This one went up on my dining room window yesterday. It was gray and rainy, so it didn’t make any rainbows.
I’ve had a lot of rain in my life in the past couple of years. I’ve had a lot of rainbows, too. The rainbows wouldn’t be nearly as pretty if they didn’t follow the rain. Today, it’s supposed to rain, too, so no major furniture moving yet–especially since most of the house still looks like a construction zone. But today I woke up at the most perfect place in the world–my own farm. (I LIVE ON A FARM! I am so not over that.) I have a fold-out sofa to sleep on, internet connection, and TV (local channels or not). I have a fridge full of food and working water. So far, I’ve brought over three of our innumerable cats and our two dogs.
And this girl, who promptly ate her first bowl of ice cream in our new farmhouse.
I worked on organizing my kitchen and as soon as Steve-the-Builder puts the oven in and hooks up the gas cooktop, I’m ready to start cooking and baking again. I have asparagus plants that need planting, and a peach tree and a thornless blackberry bush, too. And it’s almost time to start chickens. I’m getting eggs from my “chicken lady” in April to incubate.
It may still be raining, but I see rainbows.
