Rainbow Patrol

I trotted out through the neighborhood gates this morning and followed the gentle hum of running water all the way to the central park plaza. Right in the middle, a grand stone fountain was splashing cool mist into the air! On the rim, a bright yellow plastic rescue whistle was dangling right over the bubbling spray, about to slide in. With a confident leap, I braced my soft boots against the wet limestone ledge and scooped the whistle to safety. As the morning sunshine caught the rising spray, a brilliant rainbow arc burst to life right above me like an epic hero entrance! Everyone can rest easy, the whistle is secure.