I know, I said that last night.
I'm looking out the window from our hotel room, 10th floor, at the mountains. Directly ahead of me, in the hills, I can see the streaky tendrils of distant rain, in four distinct bands. Just to the left is a taller mountain that just for a minute was haloed by all the light from a break in the clouds.
Now, maybe two minutes later, there is a wide streak of rainbow straight down onto the taller mountain. The arch vanishes into the clouds.
I love the high desert. It's the most beautiful scenery in the world.
I'm looking out the window from our hotel room, 10th floor, at the mountains. Directly ahead of me, in the hills, I can see the streaky tendrils of distant rain, in four distinct bands. Just to the left is a taller mountain that just for a minute was haloed by all the light from a break in the clouds.
Now, maybe two minutes later, there is a wide streak of rainbow straight down onto the taller mountain. The arch vanishes into the clouds.
I love the high desert. It's the most beautiful scenery in the world.
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