Last Wednesday evening was a busy place around the ol’ homestead during “Golden Hour”. That’s a term I recently learned from my blogging friend, Dee, over at The View Out Here. Last month, Dee featured some gorgeous photos she had taken during Golden Hour. Click here to view that post.
Golden Hour, sometimes called Magic Hour, describes the time (not strictly an hour) just before or after sunrise or sunset. I’d never thought about it before Dee’s post, but the photos taken during that time have a special lighting you don’t get at any other time of day.
On Wednesday, our resident ducks were visiting during Golden Hour. I love how the setting sun softens the brown of their feathers.
They were soon joined by Groom Swan, who was probably afraid they’d eat all the bread.
He always seems to forget that it’s difficult for him to eat while he’s on land, so I walked him back to the water. When I see this picture, I can’t help but think of the children’s poem, Mary Had A Little Lamb.
Groom Swan then re-joined his duck buddies, they shared an evening meal and went for a swim.
With the bread all gone, it was time to relax and enjoy the sunset.
I’m so glad Dee taught me about Golden Hour, especially since it happens during my favorite time(s) of day.
these days of mine 