Joys

What is this life
If full of care
We have no time
To stand and stare?

One of the joys of getting older is that one really has 'time to satnd and stare'. Alex is marvelous at this. He has always stood and stared. Just yesterday he called me out to the garden (I was in the middle of a riveting book) to look at a rainbow. We watched it for quite a while as it changed slowly into double rainbows and them gradually faded.

I wonder why God created rainbows? I don't suppose he had to. Maybe they were created just to delight young children and older-stand-and-starers.