Just water in the air

 Instead of a single arc, bands of color appear side by side—tall, luminous, and perfectly aligned, as if the light decided to repeat itself. Rain eases, the sun breaks through, and suddenly the valley becomes a corridor of color.

Just water in the air, light at the right angle, and a quiet landscape ready to receive it. Reflections settle onto the river’s surface, doubling the spectacle and blurring the line between sky and earth.

Moments like this don’t announce themselves. They happen softly—then vanish—leaving behind the reminder that nature doesn’t need imagination to feel unreal.