This year’s family session was a continuous metaphor for our times.
NEVER did I expect that this year’s family session would take place at the beach. But beauty emerged from the storm… literally.
When my husband and I had both been vaccinated, we were seeing little impact from Covid on children, and infection numbers were nonexistent, we took a leap and booked a theme waterpark/hotel for the last week of vacation before school. Because most schools were starting before ours, we assumed a light crowd.
Then the numbers skyrocketed, and we were seeing a tear of infections in our neighborhood in children. Including a hospitalization. I tried reaching our booking via email and received no response. I tried calling, and was passed from system to system. Finally, the Friday afternoon before we were scheduled to leave on Sunday morning, I reached a human, who reported they were booked to capacity, totally slammed.
I postponed the reservation.
The twist? We had already rented out our own home for while we were away! Determined to give my children a safer vacation, I jumped on Airbnb and booked a condo for Panama City Beach… for 36 hours later.
Fresh air, sand and salt.
We hauled my photography equipment, optimistic.
Then, the night we had planned to shoot, with best window of time for sunset being 7:00-7:30, the weather did this: