Golden hour: an amateur photographer’s happy hour! The light softens and paints the landscape in golden tones.
Clint was harvesting soybeans last night west of our home.
I was able to stand in our yard and get these pictures with a zoom lens.
The bean dust laid low enough that I could see all the way to the Pana grain elevator.
Just a few minutes, then the opportunity is gone. And yet, time moves at that pace all day, every day. That, my friends, is something to think about.