Tonight I again traveled to south Madison for a meeting and just after arriving at my destination, the sky opened up for fifteen minutes of heavy downpour. The sun peered out from behind the storm but the rain kept falling and shimmered in the light as a low rainbow appeared over the eastern horizon. This was magical and ephemeral, the crystals of water and bow of colors fading away in what felt like minutes to me, but was probably forty-five seconds. For those of us living in humid continental climates, moments like these are our reward for bearing the heat.
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