That didn’t really do the trick. I was itching to take some spring pictures, so I had this grand idea that Brian and I would go on a walk, I would take pictures, then at some point I would hand him the camera and he could take some pictures of me. A photoshoot never hurt anyone, right?
Well we decided to make a date of it and drive to the restaurant where we wanted to eat, park, and then go on our walk through town. It was a great plan, really. Up until the point when it started to rain right after that last picture was snapped. Not a pouring rain, but rain nonetheless. We had walked for 30 minutes, which meant we had a long walk back ahead of us. In the rain. With my camera. And my hair. Fail.
So the weather kind of put a damper on things. And the next night? Gorgeous. Simply amazing weather. I made Brian go take pictures again, but that time I had just gone for a run, so you won’t see any pictures of me from that trip. And it came in handy when we were out later, I can’t remember a milder St. Patrick’s Day!
How was your weekend, friends?