The Golden Hour

Our first morning on vacation in Maine this year
Bar Harbor Inn in Bar Harbor, Maine

This week’s photo challenge is “The Golden Hour“, the first and last hour of sunrise.

For me though, the golden hour is not about the sunrise or sunset.  To me, the golden hour is what happens at the end of the day.

It’s sitting on the deck as the sky grows dark and the stars begin peeping out.  It’s listening to the frogs and insects as they start their evening song and watching as the bats fly overhead.

It’s a time for reflection on the day, of what went right and what went wrong, of thinking ahead to tomorrow and what needs to be done.

But as the darkness sinks in, my spirit calms – listening, watching, relaxing into the quietness.  I wave to neighbors as they walk by, but mostly I’m alone with myself and my thoughts.

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    • Those are umbrellas and that was what appealed to me too. It was so gloomy and murky at the moment, making them even more noticeable when you stood in the harbor.

      Thanks (as always) for the compliment!

    • Those golden hours really do help, don’t they? I’m glad you enjoyed the post. I saw you put up a new post this week (I even skimmed it quickly) and I need to get back to your blog to read it in more detail.

  1. I have never been to Bar Harbor. It looks so beautiful. The cloud covered sky with the darkening of the day is a very nice take on the challenge. And your description of The Golden Hour was, well, golden!

    • That’s what I love about blogs is the chance to learn things that I wouldn’t know otherwise. I’m glad you enjoyed the post and seeing a little bit of Maine. As to the description of the golden hour, I just couldn’t focus on the sunrise / sunset. All I kept going back to was that time of day when everything slows down and relaxes and I finally realized I had to write it that way. Thanks for the compliment and for stopping by!

    • Thanks for the compliment. Each time I mulled over what to write, I couldn’t get away from that’s what it meant to me. I finally decided that’s how I had to write it too.

    • Thank you. Actually, I couldn’t find a glowing sunset (or sunrise) that I hadn’t used recently so I had to think creatively. I’m glad you liked it and thanks for stopping by.

  2. Beautiful photo, beautiful thoughts, Nancy. When my 23 year old was two, I remember taking a trip to Bar Harbor. It was lovely, and so was the lobster and rum punch I had there!

    • Thanks Tina – I’m glad you enjoyed it! I also saw your comment on enjoying the hydrangeas. I’m running a little behind on responses, but I do appreciate when you stop by.

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