Last night I went hiking with my husband, Trevar and our youngest daughter, Julia. The horizon was a mishmash of sun and ominous clouds. The problem was we had left the sun and were directly under black clouds as we approached the mouth of Adam's Canyon. The wind started to pick up and Julia begged to turn around but Trevar persisted. "Look," he pointed. "See how the wind is blowing the clouds over the mountains and away from us? Things will get better soon". And so we persevered. And Trevar was right. Glorious evening light broke through the clouds and bathed the trees in gold. The world was transformed and I found myself wishing that I had a better camera to record the event.The fairy light was magical and bewitching. Suddenly a soft rain started to fall. I gasped in wonder as we ran amidst the rain and the golden light. They fell as a benediction upon us. Looking behind me, a rainbow appeared amidst the mountains. I marveled at