Shabbat Shalom

I left work a little early yesterday - just in time, as God was busy painting marvellous things outside, which had been washed away by rain by 5. There's nothing better than rainbows. I've always longed to devote a few years to travelling, photographing rainbows - and then publish a big glossy book of them. There's something ethereal about them, a promise hung on the back of a rainstorm, a glimpse of colours both transparent and solid enough to climb.

And yesterday we got a double one.