After another sleepless night, I was feeling very discouraged. Then I saw this on the hallway wall.

[Siwsan]

An early morning creation, courtesy of Mother Nature and the prism hanging in an east side window.

[FM123]

1. Mother Nature, sending you a hug.....

[Sneederbunk]

2. There are good omens everywhere.

[MineralMan]

3. Hippie Window Prism. LOL!

[lastlib]

8. I want one of those!!

Nerd that I am, I would be fascinated by its optical properties! ---

[MineralMan]

13. Your Wish is Granted:

Click here for the eBay listing:

[FakeNoose]

4. God sent you a rainbow to cheer you up

[Demovictory9]

10. plus one

[MLAA]

5. UFO! Get under the bed!

[Tanuki]

6. "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."

[Trailrider1951]

9. I just love that song

Thank you for posting it this morning. A bit of trivia: Did you know that on the original studio recording of that song the piano player is none other than Rick Wakeman?

[appalachiablue]

14. A wonderful vintage favorite, thanks

[Ligyron]

7. Whether it's the state of the country or some personal issues that have you discouraged ...

...or even a combination of the two, I'd personally take that as a sign your flood of discouragement and bad ju ju is on it's way out.

[2naSalit]

11. Whatever it was, it just missed ya!

And you caught it! Wow!

[Ziggysmom]

12. Pink Floyd The Dark Side of the Moon!

Giving away my age, but I still have my old vinyl of this masterpiece 😉

[pandr32]

15. We get rainbows all over our interior at certain times

It always lifts my spirits. We have beveled glass and large crystal pieces. At times there are multiple rainbows cast across the walls and furniture in all kinds of shapes.
Moments of amazement.

[jaxexpat]

16. Whether we stare in awe or grimace in dismay, a universe remains grinding......

away at our comprehension.

There are, within the range of our telescopes, colossal random galaxies colliding. Sometimes two, sometimes more. Seemingly in slow motion, they have been crashing at each other for billions of years, occasionally at velocities best expressed in fractions of light-speed. They are themselves often thousands of multiples the size of our own galaxy, millions of light years across. Imagine if sound were transferable through the void of space as it is through our atmosphere, then the sonic vibrations created by this near-eternal mashing and tearing of stars and matter would render the chemistry of our world unrecognizable. The few physical principles of nature to which humans subscribe are tested and manifested moment to moment, aeon to aeon in this maelstrom of forces. This gravitational mishap has been and will continue since long before our sun created planets and long after it decomposes, captured by another's gravity, perhaps setting our solar system components adrift in a near-eternal loneliness. And as magnificently violent and spectacular as this is, it occurs throughout the currently known universe, on uncountable occasions. Commonly rare, rarely common, words fail.

"Concept exercises" such as this can provide perspective regarding the relatively trivial collision that is our current political train wreck. Like a prayer whose "amen" carries quite a wallop.