Steven's Travels and Thoughts

When I reached Tribble Mill Park, the dull colors of winter offered me little inspiration for photography. I mentioned to another photographer that I planned on capturing monochrome images. However, my plans shifted when a radiant golden hue cast across the grass and trees, marking the beginning of the golden hour. As the setting sun transformed the previously dreary winter day into a picturesque dusk behind me, I found myself in awe of the beauty that surrounded me.