Life moves for the most of us at the pace of thought and slowing down is hard to do. Tonight as I left work the Sun was turning the last of a retreating storm line a golden blanketed wonderment. I knew the coming sunset was going to be spectacular but I needed to stop and grab a few things at the grocery. I came out of the grocery to a sky, and the fading edge of the storm line, in blaze of color. The sky above the storm line was blue melting into night and below the horizon as far as you could see was on fire. I started to “case” the sunset or a great capture but as I approached my planned route a train was blocking my path. Quickly I mentally looked for an alternate route when my eyes caught the sunset through this archway from the square to an alley parking lot. I stopped mentally, and physically, chasing the sunset and parked the car. The photo is crap but the sunset was there, no matter the obstacles, my job was to stop and breath in the moment.
Daffodil Hill Photography 
I know how you felt, but you caught it and it was yours to keep. I like the shot, John. Sending warm regards.
Thanks Paula and too you as well.