The light right now, out of my 16th floor east-facing window, with the sun breaking through the rain, is gorgeous. There's probably a rainbow at the proper angle and declination, which is lovely and all, but I truly love most the crepuscular light.
Admit it, you just wanted to say "crepuscular". You don't really care about the light. I, mean, not that I blame you for the gratuitous use of a cool word. I mean I expect that I will have written crepuscular twice by the end of this post.