But troublesome skies hovered again over Philly as the end of the work day approached. I feared my commute -- usually a 30- to 45-minute drive -- would be lengthened considerably by the fickle, freakish weather (just two days previous, it had taken almost 90 minutes, due to rain).
My sour, worried mood, though, instantly lifted once I reached the highway. Straight ahead, I saw this...
And then...a second rainbow!
It continued to rain, but the sun steadfastly held its own. Honestly, I don't remember the last time I saw such a confused-looking sky.
In one direction, doomsday...
...in the other, positively pastoral, absolutely idyllic.
Since I'm rarely without a camera, I was able to capture these pictures while waiting at traffic lights. (And thus apologize for the quality of these shots -- it was my first time capturing anything with my camera from the driver's seat! I was actually so frustrated that I couldn't snap the second rainbow from the most amazing angle, when it was arcing the Museum of Art...because, ya know, I was driving.) The bipolar weather persisted until I crossed the bridge, only to find that New Jersey had yet to experience a drop of rush hour rain.
Although I didn't spot a Garden State rainbow, I was elated nonetheless by the colorful commuting surprise -- and totally smitten with the weather. I must confess: I love rain. But these coalesced raindrops (seriously, they were huge!) felt more like drops of sunshine. The on-again, off-again showers, broodingly grey sky (and in the other direction, positively Crayola Sky Blue!) and amazingly vibrant rainbows had me thinking maybe I would like rain (but it'd have to be this exact kind -- can you just imagine the pictures?!) on our wedding day -- and I'll take a pot of gold on the side too, please!
Is it crazy to kinda sorta hope for less-than-perfect wedding weather?
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