Starting on the train on Friday, Margaret and I saw four rainbows (or portions thereof) within twenty-four hours.
On the train, east of Linlithgow.
A little closer to Edinburgh.
From in front of the National Gallery, about 3:00 that afternoon.
From our west window on Partickhill, Saturday morning.
The National Gallery looks like a great place to visit!
“Oh my God! Oh my God! It’s four rainbows all the way!!!! Woooooooooooooo! Oh wow! Yeah! Oh, look at that! It’s full on, all the way across the sky!!!!!!!”
[Sorry; somebody had to do it.]