The best light is low light. And around here low light tends to be obstructed light. Getting home on any normal day I only ever see the tips of buildings lit – these carnivorous birds* show the usual effect. More typically, there’s nothing lit at all, leaving me stuck with more rooftop silhouettes. But yeah, today I’ve decided to unilaterally deem the block of Warren Street north of Commonwealth to have the best light in Brighton. Four stories, street to roof, 7:30pm, perfect. These guys should give thanks to whatever long-dead** city engineer that decided to bend their road just so.
*yesterday saw a crow eating a squarshed squirrble.
**possibly not dead.
[...] a last bit of sun after it had already set on my block. This street is parallel and one over from Warren, and has a hill to [...]