I guess you had to be there

I talked myself out of carrying my camera this morning. The front tire on my bike is worn through to the tube in places and I know it's just a matter of time before it blows. Blown tire = higher likelihood of bike wreck = higher likelihood of ruined-fancy-camera. So I left it at home because I figured there was little chance I would use it on my commute. 

Wrong. 

Tonight, as I left work, I looked west and saw the parabolic James S. McDonnell Planetarium glowing bright red beneath a clear patch of sky surrounded on all sides by dark menacing clouds. It would have been a superb shot if I had my camera with a reasonable lens and a tripod. I suppose I could have taken a picture with the phone (my ancient low-res phone) but what's the point? This was one case where I'd rather just experience the view and take no picture than take a bad one.