Yesterday was gloomy, rainy and grim all day in York-ish. I wasn't really looking forward to cycling home from work.
And then, when I set off, the persistent drizzle stopped. There was a rainbow, very bright against the grey clouds. Then a double rainbow!
Then everything was suffused in a pinkish light, and emerging from the woodland, I could see the most fantastic sunset.
Ten minutes after I got home, it was raining again.
(This would have been better expressed in a Yehuda Moon-style cartoon, but I can't do them).