The golden hour abounds with photo possibilities with its distinctive glow and soft yellow cast. There's also a brief period where the sun has indeed set but high above it sill casts its golden light.
Looking up this evening with the setting sun behind me I noted the glow of the city and the hills beyond as the sunlight slid underneath the grey clouds. The effect was magical as if the city shone its own light to light the hils behind and the clouds above.
As I stood and watched, a small plane took off, flying through the clouds into the dying rays of the sunset.
Photo: Robert Rath, '366 Days of 2012, Day 86 - Suspended In Mid Air'. 1/8000 sec at 200mm f/2.8, ISO 800