We have had thundershowers for the last hour, and the sun is setting through the last of the rain. The wet street is reflecting the sun and the whole neighborhood is glowing; the streets are running golden rivers of runoff, and the sky looks like a molten metallic bowl.
It's changing even as I type this while gawking out the window. This ephemeral glory will be gone in minutes...but oh mother! It was gorgeous while it lasted!