Picture it. Galveston Beach. Columbus Day weekend. 2013.
(On a side note, are your totally channeling Sofia and one of her stories from Golden Girls, or is it just me? Anywho, back to the post)
We finally found the time to take the camper out again for a trip! This time with the cousins. However, as is usually the case with us, the trip had it's share of crazy drama. It was warm, not horrible, but warm. We also had to camp on the bay side of Galveston State Park, not the beach side as we would have liked. As we originally planned. See, this trip was rescheduled from a summer trip we'd planned. Back when Jackson broke his arm and could not get it wet, much less sandy and sweaty. So we lost our beach side site. But how bad could the bay side be? Well, think mosquitoes. Giant ones. In swarms. Yeah, it was that bad. Stella ended up getting bites all over, leading to an infection. But that's a post for another time. Back to the picture.
I'm always taking pictures. I always have my iPhone handy. Posting to Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, texting them. I'm always taking pictures. But the busyness of life that has kept the posts here few and far between as of late also made for very infrequent photo sessions. Hence the lack of a Sunday Snapshot in a very long while.
But we were at the beach and I of course had my iPhone. I love beach pictures. Who doesn't? The scenery. The lighting. The water. The fun. You're bound to get a few good shots right? At least one stunner. See, that's what I thought.
So, there we are on one of our
escapes from a swarm of mosquitoes jaunts down to the beach and I am following Stella around. It's late afternoon and she is having a blast. I'm in total Dad/iPhone photographer mode and am kneeling in the sand behind her as she runs around. I'm calling to her and trying to get her to look at me, smile, laugh, anything. Just waiting for the perfect shot.
Then, the moment comes. The sunlight is behind her, the wind is blowing, she turns around and looks at me with a beautiful smile. Snap! Got it! Woo hoo! I'm feeling pretty good. I quickly check it and it's stunning. Ok, enough playing, I've got my shot and we can get back to having beach fun.
Fast forward to when the trip is over. We're back home. The camper is backed into the garage (quite easily this time!). Laundry is started and we're getting ready to settle back in to our usual routine. I get out my Macbook and pull up my Photo Stream. There it is. I can't wait to view it larger. Edit it. Play with lighting. Black & White? Sepia? High Contrast? Oh the possibilities are endless. However, when I open the photo I notice something I hadn't that day on the beach. See below for yourself.
Yep. That's right readers. There it is. Smack in the middle of my "perfect shot". A big line of slobbery drool flying out of her mouth and blowing in the wind. Nice. I laughed, how could you not? Sure I may be able to edit it out if I tried. Make the photo into the one I thought I'd snapped. But why? This one is so much better. It has all of the elements I mentioned before. Lighting, wind, the perfect pose. And right there in the middle of it all - life. Happening all the time, whether you expect it or not.
So there you have it. No matter how you plan for and try to orchestrate things, sometimes it just doesn't go off as hitched. Sometimes it's amazing and better than you'd hoped for, and sometimes it's not. Sometimes it's a big string of slobber coming from your toddler's mouth in the "perfect shot". Ahhhhhh, life.
Below is another "nearly perfect shot" very similar to the slobber pic. It was taken just moments before. The only flaw was that Stella wasn't looking at the camera. It's the one I posted on social media. But the true gem is this slobber picture that I have been saving for this post! HA!
All is well, picture perfect, in Drosche Land.