The sky was overcast.  A cold November wind was blowing from the west and snow lingered on the ground from a storm a few days before.  I shot the contours of the Bryce hoodoos in the  soft morning light for about an hour.  Then nature and the sun smiled on me.  Brilliant sunlight poured through an opening in the clouds for about ten minutes.  It was a glorious ten minutes.  Then the sun retreated back behind the clouds, the wind picked up and snowflakes started to fly.  It was over.  I packed up  my gear and headed for home.