I had to go to the supermarket, it was approaching sunset and I had a feeling that tonight she was going to put on a show.
I grabbed a camera, just a small one, a tiny Fujifilm X-E3, paired it with a equally teeny 27mm pancake lens, threw it all in the canvas bag and wandered off down the street to the supermarket.
Bread secured I walked out, looked up to the Western sky, still unsure if there would be something, it looked okay, the colours more lightest pink that deep orange.
But if I underexpose, low ISO, shortish shutter speed, stop it way down, I know how this camera treats light, it'll work.
But a subject, I need something, the buildings of the inner city, if I point towards the sun it'll all be silhouettes, dark shapes with the sky painted behind.
A hundred and fifty year old church - gothic, fancy spires cutting the sky
another - stoic, plain in it's Lutheran-ness.
an old primary school, shuttered, from a time there were no young families around here, now with a modern extension at the back, all fancy urban angles, mesh.
All of this, a loaf of bread and home in 15 minutes