At school, I learned we have four seasons in our part of the world–spring, summer, fall, winter. As I grew up I learned they could be classified differently–almost winter, winter, still winter, and summer. I learned by observation there were actually two sesaons–6 months winter, 6 months uncertain. However, this year, I think I might have to change my evaluation and call summer the rainy season. Now coming from the desert of eastern Alberta I said I would never complain about rain but….
Not that it isn’t without a certain beauty. I’ve taken so many pictures of the sky this summer that I had to create a file on my computer solely for sky pictures.  Here is a picture of a storm approaching.

But even storms must end and after that….

It kind of reminds me of my writing process. I struggle with trying to figure out all the elements. But when the struggle is over, it seems full of promise, like a rainbow. In fact, I feel like I’ve found the pot at the end of the rainbow.

Sometimes the storm is worth the beauty that follows. Just as sometimes (hopefully most times) struggling to create a story is worth the effort.
I’m hoping you are all finding beauty in the weather in your little corner of the world.
Blessings.
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