Sunset this Sunday in London was absolutely perfect. The Golden Hour before the sun set bathed so many of the building in a warm pinkish gold. I could have stayed there longer but he was tired and wanted to go back to our flat. Of course he had been up earlier than I had and had had his own morning jaunt. Days with light like this make up for a lot of the darker grey days. Probably.
By the time we got out of the tube at our station, Russel Square, the sun had set and night was upon us. But I did take time to take a shot of our building as people scurried to get home and back into the warm. I took my time and plodded up the steps to our flat but...I did get my photo first!
