Double Rainbow. Way up high... (in Payson).
Odd that for as long as I can remember, it rains on my birthday. Does that make me sad, well, heck no! It feels like a right of passage or something for this Arizona girl. Like a refreshing little God wink. When the rain reminds me, I always have to tell the story of a slumber party in Holbrook when it rained like crazy. Me and my tween friends ran through the wet neighborhood streets collecting 74 frogs and 1 salamander even in a 5 gallon bucket. That musta been before the days of "Ewwww! Yuck!!!" :) Anyhow, it rained while I was partying and scrapbooking away in Payson for my 29th birthday this year.