In between bright sunshine, there have been dark clouds which has brought sleet. A cold wind whipped at me and the dog as I took her out at lunchtime. After the dark skies it brightened, continuing to sleet, so appeared a sleet-bow. Rainbows are the normal bright well-defined phenomena that happen in rain, snowbows are white (or reduced spectrum) and occur in snow (who woulda thunk it?) and then there is my little beauty, a sleet-bow. Very hazy, pale and short-lived, but gorgeous nonetheless.

And as I was in the mood for some poetry today, I opened my Wordsworth book and look what I came across.

'My heart leaps up when I behold' by William Wordsworth
(This poem is now generally known as The Rainbow)

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a Man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is Father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.