When I went to pick up my van from being checked out at South End Service here in West Palm Beach, I saw the strongest double rainbow I think I’ve ever seen. It made a perfect arc that lasted several minutes.
I flashed back to my old days at Trinity Lutheran School where we learned about Noah, the Great Flood.and the rainbow God sent as a promise that he wouldn’t destroy the world by flood again. I’m pretty sure some of you folks back home would like to have borrowed my rainbow for assurance over the past few weeks. (Click on the photos to make them larger.)
The Genesis version
From Genesis 9:
11 And I will establish my covenant with you, neither shall all flesh be cut off any more by the waters of a flood; neither shall there any more be a flood to destroy the earth.
12 And God said, This is the token of the covenant which I make between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for perpetual generations:
13 I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.
14 And it shall come to pass, when I bring a cloud over the earth, that the bow shall be seen in the cloud:
15 And I will remember my covenant, which is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh; and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh.
My non-biblical thought
The second thought I had was, “If someone in West Palm Beach wins the Powerball, I’m going to check his address to see if he lived at either end of that rainbow.
Wife Lila was in the kitchen constructing one of her incomparable chicken pot pies with the news on to keep her company. Suddenly, she said, “There’s going to be a rocket launch in two minutes.”
We made our usual mad dash out to the fence where we used to look over “Helen’s House” to see the shuttles go up about 11 seconds after liftoff off at Cape Canaveral.
There were some clouds scudding by, but we were pretty sure we’d see the bright trail of flame any second.
You can click on the photos to make them larger, but I wouldn’t bother. There’s not anything to see.
Minutes go by
When the two minutes went by with no joy, then three, then five, we decided that either the launch had been scrubbed or we had missed it.
A bird on a wire and a jet departing Palm Beach International Airport was it for the evening.
When we got back inside, I saw a bulletin from Al Stern, a radio buff in Satellite Beach: “Tonight’s SpaceX Dragon 9 rocket launch from Cape Canaveral AFS has been scrubbed due to a Range Tracking Station problem.”
Looks like it’ll be Monday
An NBC news site elaborated: Radar tracking is a critical part of operations for a space launch, because range safety officers need to be able to destroy the rocket in case it goes off course during ascent. SpaceX founder Elon Musk said the launch team was also dealing with a problem that affected a transmitter on the rocket’s first stage.
If they get the problem fixed, I guess we’ll be back at the fence at 6:07 p.m. ET Monday. There is a 40 percent chance of acceptable weather.
I’ve never made a secret about how I’m not all that fond of Florida, even though we’ve lived here since 1972. I’m a Midwesterner at heart. I like rivers better than oceans; oak trees better than palm trees, clay better than sand, and folks from the Heartland better than refugees from New York and New Jersey.
Having said that, I do have to concede that this is the time of year that almost makes it worthwhile to live in the Sunshine State. Compare these late-afternoon photos taken on a bike ride around Hobe Sound in January 2012 with what is outside YOUR window right now.
The food at the Flash Beach Grille on Bridge Road is excellent, if a bit pricy by Missouri standards. The folks who run it are friendly, and you have your choice of indoor or outdoor seating.
One of the nice things about bike riding is that you are going slow enough that you can spot quirky things like this creative stone and inner tube Snoopy in someone’s yard.
Old light posts
The apparently non-functioning light posts along the highway look like they’ve been there a long time.
My bike’s not that colorful
My Surly Long Haul Trucker bike isn’t quite as colorful as this guy, but I bet it is more comfortable.
Shelter from the storm
Riding Partner Anne and I saw an afternoon thundershower moving toward us, so we took shelter, hoping it would blow through quickly. It did.
Before we hopped back on our bikes again, I had time to shoot this tree when the sun finally broke through behind us.
Here are more photos from another ride we did in the Hobe Sound / Jupiter Island area.