Went on a sunset boatride along the Ft. Lauderdale canals. "Sunset" doesn't really describe it, though, because that implies a red sun and a striped sky and that's not how it was. The beautiful part was that the sun was gold, outlining the houses and boats. The canals are man-made and at right angles to each other and all the land is at the same height above the water, which isn't true of waterside property in the north where we have hills and dunes and rocks. Most of the houses have flat roofs and the older houses are a single story, the newer ones usually 2, though Ft. Lauderdale has its share of McMansions. But in general there's a consistent horizontality to what you're seeing, and of course a horizontality to what you're doing if you're cruising in a water taxi, so your relationship to what you're seeing only changes, as it were, east to west, not north to south. As we went by, late in the day, the sun seemed very thick and lay flat on the lawns and glowed off the edges of the window sills and doorways and the lines of the roofs, and on the masts and railings of boats. As it set it didn't get red; it just weakened and faded as the sky deepened from light blue through lots of different dark blues to black. People began to turn lights on in the houses and on the boats, and then there we were lifting a glass of wine to them all in the dark.