Several weeks ago, I missed out on a string of incredible sunsets. The one day I happened to be free, the sky remained largely colorless, but I lucked out a few evenings after when I acted on an hunch that the clouds to the south could be promising.

 

To the west, where there were no clouds to catch the color, the city settled in for the night under an orange-pink sky.

 

This scene and skyline is now my home and has been for a few years. Some time ago, before I got much into photography, I grew up to a different skyline. After ten years away, I finally made it back for a refamiliarization trip.   Continue reading “One half-score ago” →