I love when the sun is low and golden, it paints such an amazing world. Technically this isn’t the golden hour because it wasn’t yet an hour before sunset, but it was during the hour when the sun is at the low point for my yard, and about to disappear behind the forest to the west of us.
I particularly like when the sun gets behind the sea oats, it lights up the edges of the seeds like a spotlight and makes them glow.
