This morning, the first of February, the skies are breathing heavily. We almost get a rainbow as I cycle past Elderslie, but it's too faint to be noticeable.
And then I think, is not the original rainbow the shamanic cyclist plying his way through the shires, gazing over the valley, bowing to the rain?
Is not the cyclist's head in a permanent bow towards the earth anyway? And since the Glasgow strath is almost always veiled in cloud, is the wild strath cyclist then not performing a rainbow? If not a windbow, a sunbow, and an overall earthbow?
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