dusk over the east river

as the n train took us back to brooklyn via the manhattan bridge, we saw dusk fall over the east river. it is sadly one of the few times that i've caught the sight, considering i live in new york. the sky was a dark blue that faded into a translucent robin's egg blue that turned into a pale yellow that eventually ended in a goldenrod before hitting the horizon. all of this with the silhouette of the brooklyn bridge with its magnificent web of cables overlaying the magical sky.

i saw a woman taking a picture of the scene on her cell phone. what a waste. it's not even a matter of the quality of her cell phone camera. it's one of those rare moments where i would even forgo a photograph with a real 35mm camera so as to just simply enjoy the beauty created by a combination of nature and human being's industry without having to possess it on file or on a piece of paper.