There is a “golden hour” when it comes to photography. The sun is in just the right location, the clouds are just slightly overhead, and the shadows falls perfectly.

Typically, there is, quite literally, only an hour or two a day when this happens – usually dawn or dusk. However sometimes, the golden hour doesn’t apply, and there are places where no matter how the day is – it’s perfect.

For me, that the Metroparks in Cleveland. A place so many of my photos have come from – a place where I truly fell in love with the art.