Landing at San Francisco Airport this evening after the sun has officially set, there is still light slightly on the hills, though they are backlit. Above are wispy clouds over the two rows of hills that form the backbone of the San Francisco Peninsula. As the sun is setting in the west beyond the hills, it leaves the hills in a layered vista of deep purple blues, which gently etch the profile of the peaks.
As one looks down, the last bits of sunlight illuminate the twists and turns of the estuaries that flow into the Bay creating slightly metallic looking ribbons. At the same time occasional reds and greens show up amongst the strengthening amber lights glow as day changes into night.