In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Three is my favorite number for a multitude of reason. I fiddle with numbers in my head, reducing number combinations down to the prime number 3. I do it with receipts and phone numbers. I also prefer three in other groupings. I plant three basils. I hang three plates on the wall. I select three wall sconces or pendant lights. I once calculate my family as “three”: my husband, my son and I. Then we had a second son and I reordered it as husband, wife and kids. After the divorce, it was my two sons and I. Back to three. I love when nature hands me an order of magnitude that is impossible to miss but also almost as impossible to capture. This rainbow happened on Monday morning.