I did something like that once when I was trying to get a pic of two Redtail hawks standing on a utility pole.
The sun glared out the screen on my phone as I pointed it and hoped for the best. When I moved to a shadow to check out the snap, there’s my stupid face, squinting, with my tongue out signifying the application of effort.
BTW, by the time I’d done a reset and went to try the shot again, one of the hawks had departed.
Conversely, aliens who had listened to our radio broadcasts for years were perplexed when the incidental music and laughter they supplied with their conversations with us were not well received.
So, THAT’s what it takes to get a reply from Sister Teresa?
I am SO jelly.