You never know what you’re going to get from the weather when you schedule beach shoots in February. (Or January. Or March. Or April. You get the idea.) Scheduling a day of shoots at the Lighthouse on the last Saturday in February that required me to make a six hour trip was really taking a gamble.
But Saturday. Saturday the air was warm and the sun was out (but would hide behind a cloud at just the right times.) The water wasn’t even that cold. I got to listen to the wind and the waves all day and watch the rim of the sun drop behind the firmament.
And, you know? I really didn’t know that I needed this therapy until I received it.