The Playroom: Color me uncertain
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As I was driving out of town for the weekend, a rainbow appeared. A broad stroke of color and beauty that crossed the boundaries of the sky, it caused me to try and figure out where the sky begins and where it ends.
My young daughter had been chirping about rainbows all summer, and I was thrilled to open the car windows and call out to her, “Emma, Emma, look, there’s a rainbow.”
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