It was finally going to happen for the second time. It was raining on our first session.
We didn’t get the break we needed as we looked up.
We sat, parked side by side. Hoping.
We didn’t want to give up.
And then finally it stopped.
As soon as it subsided, we bravely stepped outside.
We took a chance and prepared ourselves with cover.
And thank goodness we did. Had we given up when it seemed hopeless, we would’ve missed all the beauty.
Fog rising off the ground, gorgeous light, the mist in the air.
The kind of beauty that only comes after the storm.