In the late afternoon on October 1, 2006, a hard shower fell just as the sun was setting. When the sky cleared, the most beautiful rainbow emerged. It was a triple rainbow, the strong main arch surrounded by a quite bright outer ring, and a faint inner one. Amazingly enough, we had had another double rainbow just two days earlier, but I didn't have my camera with me and kicked myself mercilessly. This picture is looking toward Tussey Ridge in the east. The rainbow went all the way to the ground, in a patch of brightly sunlit corn, reminding me of shining gold. The original had a bunch of power lines in front of it (I hate power lines, see "Morning Fog"). I retouched the photo to get rid of the lines. Not entirely true-to-life, but much more attractive, I think.