This afternoon, literally just as we were about to take Mr. Darcy out for his evening walk, it started pelting rain.
This caught us by surprise because the sun was shining brightly. A quick check of the weather radar showed a small but heavy cell moving in from the east -- a highly unusual direction for our area.
Well it rained. We had thunder and lightning. And more rain.
And a rainbow, because the sun was shining so beautifully from the west.
Darcy gave a sigh of frustration that his evening promenade was being delayed, but neither Don nor I felt like promanading in a thunderstorm.
A neighbor snapped a shot of the end of the rainbow smack on top our house. Where's the gold?
When the heaviest rain had passed, we took umbrellas and booted up to take Darcy out.
Everything was fresh and wet, a most welcome development.
We saw a family of young quail.
Darcy saw them too.
The autumn rains are just starting to move in after a summer of dryness, so we're not complaining in the slightest.
Except perhaps Mr. Darcy.