Sometimes the best photo opportunities come when you’re least expecting it.
Yesterday Derik and I spontaneously decided to head down south and explore The Catlins, an area renowned for it’s beauty. The day ended up taking a turn for the worse as the storm clouds came in and the rain (thank goodness it was a light rain) wouldn’t let up. Although we forgot our rain jackets back home, we were bound and determined to go see some of the rumored ‘best views in the country.’ We had so much fun tromping around despite the rain, we decided to stay in the area overnight and try our luck the next day. Sure enough, as the sun went down the sky cleared.
Just as I was climbing into my nice, electrically warm, comfy bed for the night, Derik burst into the cabin (after getting something from the car) telling me I had to grab my camera and get outside. Although my husband is warming up nicely to the art of photography, for him to be telling me I needed to grab my camera to take pictures in the cold at midnight, I knew it had to be good.
Oh and it was.
You know, its funny how so often we go through life looking behind us, straight ahead, and forward we often forget to look up (both figuratively and literally). Maybe we should remember to look up more often.