We tracker down an old digital camera, the one that Catherine tool to Iceland in the fall of 2008, and I found 338 photos on it that I thought had been lost. Among them is this one, taken on a September afternoon, at Þingvellir.
Oliver, aged 7 (almost 8) and I are running through the rain, a sudden unexpected downpour, as a double rainbow forms in the background (I don’t think we’d seen it yet; clearly Catherine had).
