Light diffused through fog, sleet, snow, falling rain, and clouds. Sculpting, defining light, which often adds a specular, burnished-bronze trim along an object's edges.
Gold light, pink light, orange light. Shadowy light shot through in tones of blue or turquoise, violet or purple. Light so rich and impossibly gaudy you can breath it, bathe in it, lose yourself within its extravagant treasure.
Bright light dramatically contrasted against dark clouds. Sometimes even a brief, ominous green light, when a potentially dangerous storm is brewing.
Light which turns the living river into a fiery flow. Transforming, metamorphosing light which changes itself and everything around, as it dims and fades, replacing blazing heat with refreshing shadows.
"Let there be light!" God proclaimed, and so it was and will forever be—first and foremost—the lovely, ever-changing light.