Looking up

I walked home yesterday along my favoured path. I found some beautiful seed pods, I had not come across before, which had recently fallen from a native looking pine with fernish like prongs. Further along the way I passed a row of two year old wattle trees which were just beginning to flower. They had bulbous seed pods and had produced large clusters of perfect yellow flowers. A sun shower started to fall and I turned my gaze upwards. It was at that moment that I saw the rainbow, and reminded myself of the importance of looking up as much as down.