some little slice of beauty

It was such a beautiful moment, walking by the Thames, that I felt compelled to stop my routine walk & record it. The sun, which at 5:30 had about finished its descent into the water, has divided the skyline into half-golden light and half-shadow. Eaves and columns, torrets, all those bits of architectural fancy half-gleaming and half-obscured in shadow. And the boats, whether resting blithely upon the water or gliding slowly by, brilliantly recasting the last bit of golden rays. Clouds layered and scattered as if in a creative frenzy - some smooth and calm and some ripped in chunks or pulled like heavenly fiber across the sky - at once softly glowing and bathed in shadow.
And the lucky passerby who thinks to raise his head - clicking a photo, then staring, then clicking again.