We just returned from a short escape to the high mountains. We camped at a very high point, over 11,000', on a pass that holds numerous small lakes.
Our time there was marked by what was hopefully the start of the monsoon, with afternoon thunderstorms (including rain) every afternoon. The rain came through in short bursts, with the sun sometimes still shining, leading to rainbows.
After we came back to civilization, I learned of bad news... the passing of Thunder, the firefighter tragedy, and more.
When my heart gets heavy, I'll keep remembering this view from our campsite... And, I'll remember that hearts heal, very slowly, but they do.