It was Bumble-Bee's birthday on Tuesday. My amazing drummer boy turned 3. In the run-up to his birthday, every time he was asked what he wanted, he would say "Rainbow cake". At a point, my friends began to wonder what his fascination was for rainbows. "I want 'rainbow' drumsticks" "I want 'rainbow' shoe" "I want [...]
For so many days, it's been grey and wet and almost depressing . . .
So if the things we see could transform us from the inside so that when we are seen, we're associated with a certain trait, attribute or character, shouldn't we expose our eyes only to what will make us better people?
Spotting the very bold rainbow in the horizon wasn't all there was to it . . .