I is for Iris

Iris, the flower, is a lovely thing, but although they grow like weeds for a lot of people I don't have much luck with them. Too much sun? Not enough sun? Beats me.

On rare occasions, however, I've been lucky enough to capture what happens when there's exactly enough sun, at the right angle, at the right time.


Iris, the rainbow.


I took all of these in Rangeley, the best place for sky pictures in general and rainbow pictures in particular that I've ever seen.


I could stand and look at them for hours, if they lasted that long.


But if they did they wouldn't be half as magical.