Two weeks ago my good friend passed away. Last Sunday afternoon at his memorial celebration we laid wreaths on the ocean, said our goodbyes, and turned to see a small rainbow, as if he was letting us know he was still there with us, and still laughing.
That evening as I walked on the ridge above my house the sun set and another light show appeared, this time it included the moonrise. The image I took has not been "Photoshopped" the colors are as true as I saw them, and somewhere Steve is looking back and laughing. This one's in memory of Steve Richardson.
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Moonrise and Rainbow, Cambria |