Waiting for light

I went out to a favorite spot above the dam last week, but there was a light rain, so I sat back and waited. It was good just to sit under the shelter and think and take in the smell and sound of the gentle rain, it's always peaceful up there.
The rained moved on after a long while and the sunset passed. But the soft dusk light settled in over the river and the clouds moved in and mimicked the shapes of the bluffs. The best light is always worth the wait.