As I entered Carriage Hill MetroPark, the winter chill still hung in the air. Most of the trees were barren and the ground was dusted with a light layer of snow. But as the sun began to set, the golden hour cast a warm, golden glow over everything in sight.

The golden hour is a magical time of day where the sun is low on the horizon and the light is soft and warm. As I walked through the park, the light danced across the snow, casting long shadows and creating a stunning contrast against the bare trees.

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