Camera Clicks and Commentary from a Kansas Farm Wife
Rainbow at the Stafford Cemetery, May 2014
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
The Golden Hour
Real photographers call it "the golden hour." An hour before sunset and an hour after sunrise, the light shines on the Earth at an angle, diffusing the light and casting a golden glow. During this hour, light is warm, soft, and perfect for taking pictures, or so says an internet search. Gone are the harsh shadows from the sun shining directly overhead. The only flash needed is the soft stream of light breaking through the haze of a summer evening.
Randy was more concerned about a marginally cooler 4-wheeler ride to check cattle than the magic of twilight during last week's trip to the Ninnescah Pasture.
Mr. Bull was ready for his gold-tinged portrait.
So were his pasture mates.
Prairie flowers dotted the landscape, mimicking the sunset skies with pops of purple ...
and splashes of yellow.
The sound of birds was silenced by the thunder of water as it toppled over the dam and pooled downstream.
We didn't bring the fishing gear this time, so Randy could only dream about the big one who got away.
Seeing water in the pond is a blessing after two years of drought.
Here's how the same location has looked the past couple of years:
We loaded up our "chariot" as the sun sank toward the horizon.
The golden hour?
Yes, indeed. With a little red and orange thrown in for good measure.