Libby
Several years ago, i used to ask [read: beg] Carman to let me photograph the long, tall drink of water that is her daughter. This year Libby turns into a high school senior, and my opportunity arrived. The caveat? “We need to do this during the end of July.”
For the unenlightened, it has been said that here in Georgia we have two seasons: Summer…and August. Those who know me understand i therefore have two least favorite seasons…
Our window of opportunity was an afternoon/evening, and the following morning. After going over our wish list of ideas and locations, i found myself vacillating about our options, and how to plan our schedule so as to be efficient and best honor the potential. (One might note ‘efficient’ is not a term usually associated with yours truly : )
Friday afternoon came, and after changing the plan as late as that morning, we sweated through a long church session, but The Rainmaker provided a shower to cool us off.
Then came more decision time: spend the evening shooting indoors? Or go to a scenic locale in hopes of a sunset (knowing we could end up with a dud of mere gray clouds…and lots more sweat : )
I chose to go for the sure bet, and so we finished the evening doing the studio shots. Upon leaving for the night, i noticed clear skies overhead, and had the (highly inappropriate) notion that perhaps this was God’s way of telling me i made the wrong choice, and even ‘rubbing my face in it.’
Here is the cue for (my repentance, and for) one to recall the Old Testament passage about ‘joy’ coming in the morning. Knowing we only had a few hours, we had planned to start early. While driving to meet my victim subject, i was reminded there is at least one advantage to having lots of nasty humidity in one’s environs: i was engulfed in fabulous, foggy atmosphere! If only this would last until we could get a shot!!!
Libby and her mom arrived through the fog, and as we took advantage of this way cool gift, i perceived God winking (and possibly even holding His hand over His mouth to hide a holy snicker) as He lovingly chided me for my bad attitude the night before. No amount of money could have bought us such a wonderful setting. To help y’all grasp a sense of His kind provision, take a look at the image below. Aside from being downsized, there is 100% zero post processing. This is the scene straight out of the camera : )
(look at lots of Libby here)
My thanks to Carman and to Libby. And my praise to our Weatherman for
in joy,
king
