Showing posts with label rainbows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainbows. Show all posts

Saturday, March 02, 2013

Rainbow treasure trove

The rainbow treasures will soon belong to you.

Anybody pay any attention to those fortunes you get inside Oriental cookies? Have you ever had one that actually came true? I am not sure when I got that one but it dropped out of my purse last week, and I put it on my desk as inspiration. So far no rainbow treasures that I can think of. I haven't even seen a rainbow recently.

Of course, I have been buried in writing. When I edited the Oregon Trail story, it was really an epic effort as I still believe in that story even though it first began when I was in my teens. My cousin and I would go for walks during family gatherings and we'd tell stories. It was one. Here I am now almost 70 and it's still a story I believe in even though I had to tweak a few things this go round.

Pioneers heading west were hoping for rainbow's end. They had a dream of a new life and were willing to take great risks to get it. I think we all have such dreams even if we don't go traveling around trying to find a rainbow's treasures. 

I've actually driven through a rainbow, with the light all around me-- no treasure if you count treasure as gold. On the other hand if treasure is a great memory, then I still have that one, of being surrounded by colored light and then driving out the other side. I keep wondering, when we are driving and see one if we went the right way, might we again drive through it? So far not. When it happened, we were on a bridge over a river and that might have been what allowed it. 

I've been close to their end several times and never yet seen a pot of gold. I suppose the myth came because if humans are searching for pots of gold, they likely always keep moving ahead-- never really attainable.

We have had a very gray winter in my part of the Pacific Northwest. It's the kind of winter that sends those who came from warmer states back home. It's not that we get the blizzards or snow that some areas experience, but we just have one gray foggy or rainy day after another. It feels like a rain forest only it's not. It is also not the only kind of winters my area can get.

Other than living one year in Arizona, I have lived all my life here in the Pacific Northwest, on the ocean side of the Cascade Mountains. I know it about as well as any region even though there are other climate types that I've come to love also. We do get rainbows, but it takes sunshine to create them and it's been in short supply this winter.

So I thought I'd pull up a few of my old rainbow photos through the years from here and other places, some in the sky, some in waterfalls, one in a geyser. I've seen many full rainbows but haven't successfully photographed them with the whole entirety of the bow and sometimes a double or triple. Even when I have seen the whole thing often I've only been able to capture part of it.




Finally because I was doing this blog and because I like to look through CanStock for images that I didn't take myself or couldn't take for assorted reasons, here is a rainbow on what looks like an alkali desert, maybe eastern California in Death Valley but hard to say.


Oh and for those interested in the lambing. 41 so far, most twins or triplets. I will tell you that having a lot of lambs and new mothers around is not restful whatever the imagery suggests. They are always getting lost or separated and then complaining to each other. Farm Boss has had to pull three so far which is three more than last year but they all were successful as in mother and big lamb are doing fine. 

We also took one into our kitchen, after being found as a reject, nearly dead in the barns until Farm boss brought him in to tube (using a thin tube that lets the lamb replacer go into his stomach when a lamb cannot suck) and bring back to life. So far it looks, after a lot of back rubs, cooing to it, and reiki, as though it will make it-- but now we have to find someone with children interested in raising up a lamb. 


When our daughter was young, she sometimes took weak ones into bed with her to warm them up. She said the only problem is once she brought them back to life, the mothers wanted them back. I doubt this one will as she had triplets and probably couldn't manage more than two.

not everyone is pleased

Monday, December 27, 2010

Northwest winter scenes


In terms of weather, a typical Pacific Northwest Christmas is generally about interesting, constantly changing gray skies, rain, fog, with snow covered hills and tall mountains in the distance-- when you can see the distance. That's not to say we never get snow for Christmas, but at my elevation it's rare.

When a Christmas snowfall occurs, it is usually followed by boot deep mud with flooding rivers and streams. I am not complaining at the lack of white Christmaes, mind you (not much anyway). There is a wild beauty in what I do see when I walk up the road behind our farm as we did Christmas morning or go for a drive out into the main valley as we did the day after Christmas. I will never take what I see those times for granted.




The rainbow was the day after Christmas in the Willamette Valley-- not far from our farm. Click on the image to enlarge as it's one of the few times I've seen the violet color so intense. Usually with rainbows I see the other colors but violet blends into the gray sky. This time it stood out along with the shadow rainbow.

We had waited by this fence row hoping a Northern Harrier hawk, there when we first arrived, would return for what would have been a great photo of the white and black tipped wings with that rainbow. It did not cooperate but maybe you can just imagine it being there.

Monday, October 04, 2010

Bitterroot Rainbows

Driving south from Missoula, Montana through the Bitterroot Valley, we saw the following rainbow or rainbows. When we would see one, Farm Boss would turn off the main road and try to find places that would show the rainbows up best.

There is supposed to be a pot of gold if you can get to the end of one. I would guess the people living on these small acreages, with so much wilderness beyond their doors, places to hike, fish and just savor the beauty, feel they have found it already.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Rainbows

What does a rainbow mean to you?
A promise?A colored bow in the sky?

Oh, there's a scientific reason why,

but rainbows are like magic to me.


A myriad of colors. A half circle of light.
Rain and sunshine.
A change that can't make
up its mind.

Watch for the rainbows.
Partial ones, whole ones, doubles,
only rarely a triple.
Collect them in memory
and
if really lucky in a photograph.

Once I drove through one
with colored light on all sides.

Did I imagine it?

I don't think so,
but I have tried ever since to do it again.
Who wants a pot of gold
when you can bathe in light?

Rainbows teach us about life.
They are not about forever.
We cannot call them on demand
They remind us always-- be alert.

A rainbow is about
being in the moment.
They are about beauty
and like so many things of beauty
we cannot hold onto them
except in our memory.


As with sunshine and rain,
there are just so many rainbows
in each of our lives.
Collecting them is up to us.



(photos are special moments in Oregon, Montana and New Mexico)