The light was beautiful on this day, but it made us (girl’s Mom and I) work for it. I had many more ideas for my new prop, but after running to our next spot only to have the sun dip behind the hills — my ideas would have to wait for another day. As fleeting as it may be, there is nothing like the last hour of golden sunset. Perhaps it is the light’s elusiveness that drives a photographer’s desire for it all the higher. I know that for me, a session is not complete without a few images bathed in golden, soft sunshine.