40 Days and 40 Nights

I wanted to take a picture, but I was driving.

After what seemed like the length of Noah's experience, the rain has finally subsided.  The sidewalk is puddled, the ground is smushy, the trees are drippy.  The rain pours off of our rooftop because Southern Californians must not need gutters very often.  Before I could even get off of the porch to go to my car, my feet were wet as the rain ricocheted off the pavement.

As I drove home from work, the sun, for the first time in DAYS, almost blinded me. (Why would I take sunglasses on such a rainy day?)  And as I turned the corner, the most beautiful rainbow hung over Point Loma.

Thank you, Sun, for shining today.