In my 23 years in Buffalo, I have been spellbound by the amazing sunrises and sunsets many east-west streets afford. The golden hour before sunset is breathtaking as the light falls on houses and fences in indescribable hues. The other night I was in Wegmans’ parking lot on Amherst St during the sunset. I watched a daughter look west and point it out to her mother and they both stopped and stared for a few seconds.

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