I was out early, somewhat unenthusiastically (I may explain in a subsequent post) thinking about making more blue hour photos, when I spied a glow on the eastern horizon, overlain by the significant layer of cloud.
It caused me to turn left instead of the planned right.
Following light is, more often than not, a waste of time because light can change quickly. But conditions seemed like they might be stable that morning, and I didn't have far to go.
Five minutes later, I found a spot to pull off, just outside of town.
And I got the shot.