We stopped at Wellsford again on the way home on Saturday and while Chris dashed into the Lotto shop I had my eye on the gold in the west. No matter how I tried I couldn't get rid of the red halo above the sun. (Dirty lens?)
Any other time I would have been happy just to photograph the vintage bus also parked in town. I imagine the owner would have liked to see his (or her) spare wheel burnished with gold.
I held the camera above my head and hoped to get the reflection in the window. Yay, it worked!
The same window from the other side made a lovely frame for the fast disappearing sunset.