Clachnaharry rainbow

I decided I needed to get out today, after not a very good day yesterday. Since I wasn't there on Saturday, I took the Clachnaharry stroll. Five minutes short of the Inn, I found myself facing into 45 degree wind assisted precipitation. I got bloody soaked, arriving in the pub with my jeans sticking to my thighs. Denim soaks up water better than blotting paper. I tried to dry myself at the fire, but couldn't really get close enough on account of the fire guard. I ended up sticking wedges of paper towels down me trousers. When I left, it was dry and I spotted this rainbow.