I posted this to Twitter, too. I like it because it's not only neat, but that glow is in the northeast, at sunset.
I took that last night when I took Mr F for his ride before bed; we drove up our street, which faces North-Northeast, and there was a storm moving in from the west, so the top of our road looked like this:
This was almost 8:30 at night, and the glow was so strong that at first I thought it was a fire in the park where we go walking by the water tower, but when I drove up further, I saw that, no, it was just sunset.
I'm not sure why the glow was so brilliant: my best guess is that the sunlight was reflecting off of the rainclouds to the west, and that, coupled with the darkness of the storm (which was at that point only about a block away; I could see the rain coming at us) made it seem all the more brilliant.
Mr F tends to be involved, though, when the heavens open up for us. He was there, too, when I got this photo:
(which smart people will recognize as the cover of my book, and which was taken only about three weeks before Mr F had his accident last year.)