I took an early morning drive today. I did not have a set destination. I had no intent of shopping or seeing friends. I simply wanted to see the countryside in a different light. I headed northward, a direction I rarely go and cruised along the highway.
In these high Rocky Mountain valleys, the temperature can vary greatly. A cool misty morning may give way to a clear, blazing hot afternoon. So, as I proceeded up the road into a rather populated mountain valley, I encountered brief pockets of fog. Although my mountain view was hampered, I continued along the route. The light filtering through the thin morning fog cast a magical hue over the entire road.
A few more miles up the road, I rounded a bend. Suddenly, a rainbow appeared in front of me. That 'ol magical myth came into mind as I remembered that 'at the end of the rainbow is a pot of gold!'
Driving further up the highway, the rainbow seemed to end in the middle of the road. As I approached, the colors became wider and less vibrant but I could still see the rainbow. I slowed down a bit to watch where the rainbow ended. Luckily, there was not many people traveling to work, yet. Closer, closer, closer........... I came to it. Then........I was in the End -of -the-Rainbow!!
(musical tune) Celebrate, good times. Come on. We're gonna have a good time tonight, Let's celebrate. It's all right! (musical tune)
Wait.............where's the pot-o-gold?
On that note: "You are the gold."
