It's rainy and blustery here, but nothing serious so far. The sky doesn't give any indication of the size of that cloud formation, which swirls over a large part of the Atlantic and a significant part of America.
I'm itching to get home tonight, but I stop and think about how small I am, how small my city is, in relation to that cloud.
The changeable weather continues to create wonderful drama in the sky, right over there in little ol' Toronto Harbour. All these photos were taken with minutes of one another. So many people walked under that double rainbow, oblivious to its existence. It got me to imagining how many times I might have walked under a rainbow without noticing it. It's kind of a nice thought.
The rain intrudes on our rooftop picnic, so Mom, Cathy, Elaine and Mia and I take the party down to my apartment. We still have a good time, and are joined by Kelsey later. Anyway, you have to forgive rainy skies that can produce post-event shows like this.