Originally Posted by ThePhanastasio

I decided to share with an INFP group the most amazing thing I've ever photographed. They all are coming up with theories (very un-INFP like) about what actually happened, but I still have issues explaining in words that day.

Basically, my mom called me and told me there was a rainbow. I was like, "Sweet, I'll be out there in a minute," and she was like, "No. This is different. It's on our mailbox."

Which, naturally, is a trick of perception. Or so I thought.

I'm roughly 400-500 yards away, and I step out on the porch, my hair in a towel. There is a glorious rainbow, stretching across the sky. The end, on its right side, was on our mailboxes.

I'm all, "Holy shit," and my mom is all talking to me on the phone, like, "Yeah, I told you."

I walked several hundred yards to get on my mom's porch, where everyone else was located. The location of the rainbow didn't change, which completely defies all logic; it was at the same place, no matter what angle you viewed it.

No one would volunteer to walk to the mailboxes, myself included, even though it was less than 20 yards away at this point.

From this, I surmised: We don't know **** about rainbows, or how they're reflected.

Also, I am scared to death of potential leprechauns, as is everyone else in my family.