Prague Riverside Golden Hour Countdown Timer

This is the Prague embankment about an hour before the sun goes, when the light comes in almost horizontal and turns the whole row of buildings along the river into a single glowing wall. The facades are every shade of cream and ochre and pale yellow, and each one has its own little decorative flourishes, its own row of windows, its own rooftop ornament, and the light picks them all out at once, which is why the picture looks like it has been overexposed even though it has not. There is a tram down at street level, red, going somewhere. The streetlamps are already on because in that season the city does not trust the sun to last. The river in the foreground is dark and moving and does not reflect much, just a dull shine. I was on the opposite bank with my back to a wall, out of the wind, and I stayed there until the gold went off the buildings one by one, from the bottom up, like somebody turning off a switch. Walking back, the river was the colour of pewter and the trams had their lights on, and the whole city smelled of coal.