Heading upstairs I glanced out the western window and was stopped in my tracks. The sky was glowing in shades of red with incandescent rounded clouds. I headed back down, grabbed my camera, and rushed out the door. I shot a few exposures –mostly compositional variations– and stopped. In the few minutes from the time I spotted the phenomenon to the time I finished shooting, the light had changed, the colors were fading. I put away my camera and headed back upstairs, glancing out the window to the west once again. No more than three or four minutes had passed from that first trip up the stairs and the vision was gone. Flat gray clouds floated above the trees. The evanescence of light.