This was a photo from 2011, from late-ish November. That fall was a particularly mild one, and one of my favorite local places to pick apples was still open for pick-your-own. The afternoon was a beautiful one for both picking apples and taking photos. (I posted quite a few photos from that excursion back in 2011, but this one seems not to have made the cut.) The late afternoon sun made everything glow in warm and bright hues, living up to the promise of the golden hour. In this shot, I love the way the lens flare made orange blobs over the image, which echo the glow of the orange leaves on the apple trees.
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