Rainbows in Cave Creek

Yes, they exist!  On Friday we were driving to our rental from our home, clouds of all shapes and sizes jamming the horizon.  Some looked very rainy, others just hanging out for the ride.  And right smack on the horizon was the most intense-colored rainbow elbowing its way to visibility.  We chased it along the road, but as is the case with most rainbows their intensity is lost as soon as you change your angle, or the air moisture shifts.  Still, we now were happy that we took the left instead of driving straight through (as we should have).  Otherwise we would have lost the view.

It’s been a challenge bouncing between our two “homes”.  Patience has never been one of my virtues (sometimes I despair of having any virtues at all).  But it is something that I have had a hard lesson to learn this past year.  There’s an old adage that basically says if you have to try too hard, it isn’t meant to be.  At least not at that moment.  So I keep compiling my “to do” lists, crossing some items off, but never the ones that mean the most to me emotionally.  Expectations are managed into reality with an uneven hand.  It’s either painful or it’s not.  The trick is to find some joy in the moment, or eventually done the road.

Monday was the big day for getting all our “stuff” out of storage – a mere 101 boxes of various sizes (I won’t mention how many had yarn in them).  So exhausting, but a lot of progress and things are beginning to feel like home.  Monday night at the condo had a little surprise – a scorpion was exploring on the wall next to the patio door.  Denny did the honors.  It was our first “live” experience with the critters, and I am sure it won’t be our last.  Nothing is too small to take notice of in the desert.  Antennas up, all times.

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About vairarenbeth

Just another person on the planet earth. My name is Claudia, but I am also known as teacatweaves, and teacatweaver. An escapee from the corporate grind, my husband and I are in a new phase of life. Now I read, weave, spin, urban hike, knit, make bread and pasta from scratch, and discover new and exciting things to my heart's content. One sweet dream is a reference to the Beatles - "...Soon we'll be away from here, step on the gas and wipe that tear away. One sweet dream - be true..."
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