Went out for a drive the other night to find a golden hour photo. After literally getting lost in suburbia (I can't stand the cookie-cutter neighborhoods around here, quite honestly), I came across a tiny church and graveyard called Mount Comfort. The sun was at the perfect spot. Don't you love how the sun itself changes color as it sets? It deepens into this amazing golden light, slowly changing to orange, until it's a bright red ball hovering on the horizon before sinking behind the earth.
This could become a tradition this summer.