Or, how a photographer's day is often interrupted.
The day starts like any other. You go about your daily routine. Then, look at that light. There must be something interesting out there for a photo. So you grab the camera bag and tripod while trying to select the right lens as you run for a good perspective.
Kearsarge, rainbow over Wiley, and snow on the Baldfaces. Fantastic light. So you try different compositions and catch the light as it changes.
Creeper Hill on the left. The light keeps changing and the fog drifts, but the rainbow disappears.
The sun rises higher changing the angle of light through the break in the clouds to the east so the Baldfaces are no longer illuminated. And then it happens again, more spectacular illumination.
It is the fog's turn this time to be lit.
And then the sun rises too high to light the landscape.
It is all over. The rain that brought the rainbow has moved across the valley and you are scrambling to pack away equipment and get back under cover.
Oh well, it won't be an early arrival to work today.