We're in Granada... June. Not as hot as it gets but good enough...
Hiking up above the city, I saw some elements that might make a photo and tried wrangling them together. The light was low-ish and interesting, moving through the hillsides of olive groves in the not quite Sierra Nevadas here in Spain.
I tried, no good. A bit lower, ok but not quite. Around a cactus, all the way down... This is it! It's working!
Meanwhile, I'm dripping sweat... It's about 7 pm but it's still hot as hell. I'm all contorted to get this shot and the sweat starts running directly into my eyes.
I'm in position... I know the elements are there. I open my eyes for one last second to see if the shapes look about right. The sweat burns them shut again.
Click. Click. Click. I bracketed 3 shots.
You know how you can never go back. Like, 'Oh, I'll go back to get that shot tomorrow'. Well it doesn't happen.
The light was moving, the clouds were shifting... I was in place.
I took the photos with my eyes closed.
It seemed easier to trust than waiting for everything to align again.
Close your eyes. Take the shot.