Walking along the edge of Lake Hefner, I experienced the spectacular golden hour firsthand. I sat on a bench and settled in to watch the water glow. As the sun descended toward the horizon, the sky and everything surrounding the lake warmed up—the grass, the restaurants, the lighthouse. Even the flowers showed off their transparent petals in the sun. This golden hour, spent watching the sailboats come in from their late summer cruise across the glowing water, was spectacular and full of charm and romance.