At the end of my visit to the wetland last week, a cold front came sweeping across the sky, the leading edge of which you see below. I had no time to change lenses, fuss with filters or do anything at all including re-metering the swiftly changing light. Happily, the film had enough latitude to work with the settings that were in place as this front blasted through. In just a few minutes the light had gone from golden and warm to gray and bleak, the wind picked up, and I was chilled to the core. Nonetheless, in about 10 minutes or so, it completely passed over, and the entire scene became bathed in pink and orange light that was actually thrilling to be enveloped by. It was a memorable afternoon.