Late day sun as it drops faster than any flaming sky orb should be able to, changing, painting, illuminating everything rapidly, an orgy for the eyes that a brain can barely process and the only hope is that your shutter is quick enough to save some of it for later.
I grew up in the depths of the Mon Valley. Schooled in dreary Erie. 2.5 years of purgatory in upstate NY. Made my triumphant return to Pittsburgh about seven years ago and have been loving every minute.