Monday, October 6, 2008
When I was about 6 or 7 my aunt was taking me home and we found the pot-of-gold at the end of the rainbow. Ever since then, I have been infactuated with rainbows. This one showed up on my husband's graduation day. They are always much more magnificent in real time/life. I never usually take pictures of them for this reason. This one appeared after a terribly rainy day right over his deck in the mountains. I have many prisms around. The seem to comfort me and make me feel clearer.