A Candy-coloured Frown
I decided to take a walk. On leaving the building, I was quite surprised to find out that it was raining. Somehow, I had completely missed this. Probably because my curtains are always drawn. Still, I always wear my trusty Tierra all-weather jacket outside, and it’s not like it was raining particularly heavily. So I went ahead with my walk.
I was richly rewarded with almost painfully beautiful scenery. The setting sun was colouring one half of the sky a rich sulphur yellow, and on the opposite side, the clearest rainbow I’ve ever witnessed frowned against slate-blue skies. I walked to the top of the hill I live on and had to crane my neck to ensure that yes, the rainbow actually went all the way up and down, and wasn’t one of those half-invisible half-measures. What’s more, one of its ends seems to be in Albydalen.
This is amusing to those of us who know that this is a part of Stockholm with very poor reputation. Supposedly the area is rampant with crime and sin and whatnot. Supposedly I should be thinking twice before going out on my own a rainy evening to get some air and stare raptly at the perfect image of rowanberries against dark green foliage.
Meh. The only thing I think twice about is whether I want a new camera badly enough to start begging people for money. My mobile camera really doesn’t do, well, anything, justice.
The sun and the rain made me smile. It reminded me that the world, in all its complexity and splendour, will still be here tomorrow - an assumption, true, but one based on rather a lot of experience - and that I should stop worrying so much.
The rainbow picture seems to have a shadow image, and, if you stare at it, it seems to come and go.
Comment by Muhamad — Friday, September 11, 2009 @ 13:10