Wooden buildings, fiery sky

I had to dash to Standard Quay for the sunset, having been indoors all day. Well, I was baking bread, wasn't I?

I was interrupted twice while my hands were clagged with bread dough. once to open the door to the electricity company meter-reader when I was mid-knead (!) and once to answer the phone - "Call you back in two minutes…".

Bread baked, I went out for a short walk for the photograph. The smell of fresh bread was good at the front door when I got back.