Yesterday was a dreary gray thing that drizzled from time to time, but never had the energy to deliver helpful rain or pleasing sun – until late afternoon.
In the afternoon, the lowering sun successfully won several battles with the overcast and broke through here and there. The wind rose and silver light poured obliquely through the clouds, spreading over the surface of Great Cove like fast-moving rivers of diamonds. Sailors dashed for their boats to be an active part of a good sunset. (Brooklin, Maine)