But the other day, two friends and I decided to brave the weather and go out to lunch together. As we walked, we noticed that all the curbs were surrounded by small rainbows. At first we thought the "rainbows" were merely pools of gasoline, but when we looked more closely, we realized that the curbs were covered with a fine, crystalline powder.
It was silica, leached out of the sidewalk's concrete curbs by the 90-plus degree weather we've been having. As the sun shone, the crystalline powder acted as a prism, producing the beautiful rainbows.
I tell this story in order to show that one can find beauty anywhere -- even in the midst of a hot, concrete-laden city -- if only one holds fast to a sense of adventure and curiosity.
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