I wasn't able to go sketching with the group on Saturday and was looking for a way to log some sketch-time. I was in East Rutherford on Sunday returning from running an errand and was hoping something would catch my eye. The late morning sun was caught on a patch of the shaded side of a building.
By the time I had the drawing blocked in the patch of sunlight was gone and I only had the memory in my mind's eye. For me, the whole attraction was that tiny sliver of light that was there for a few minutes.