Even if you can’t get uphill before the sunset’s gone, you might find an image elsewhere. Here, I caught an orange sky reflected in a stream of water, which was pouring down a driveway and heading downhill in the gutter. The glistening contrast was quite strong to begin with, and I simply darkened any distracting bits and then tilted the image 90 degrees to complete the abstraction. You can get a sense of the original sight by looking at the picture sideways.
On clear days in the western part of San Francisco, the last sea light pouring down east-west streets can be both breathtaking and heartbreaking. I like to catch it on the surface of houses, like this one on Irving Street … especially when I can find a spot without parked cars. The wooded paths of Golden Gate Park are equally lovely, with the bonus of relative quiet (relative, because one usually hears the whoosh of traffic which, when distant and muffled by trees, almost resembles the sound of ocean surf). The dusk greenery I’ve included today comes from the San Francisco Botanical Garden, in Golden Gate Park.