Oh, what a beautiful morning...

Setting out just after 07:30, the sunrise was a red band in the rear-view mirror; the rest of the sky was grey, textured with fractured cumulostratus. A couple of miles on, and the rear-view was rose, gold and lavender; another mile, and the gravestones in the churchyard ahead were glowing tangerine, while the palest pinks had leapt past overhead, and were now to be seen on all the clouds around. Another couple of miles, and all the rear view was hot gold. Two miles further, and red brick buildingd were glowing in the first horizontal light of the risen sun, and the trees burnished with fiery light.

And then the sun rose past the window beneath the cloud layer, and all the colours faded.