Perfect Timing

Every once in a while, usually by shear luck, it’s possible to point your camera in the right direction at the right time and capture a perfect memory.

I found one of those memories last night as I was looking through old photo albums.

This is the Island King and I in 1993.

We were at a beach party and as we were walking down the beach he tossed a bucket of water on me and our friend, Lori, snapped our picture a moment later.

I love the feigned innocent look on his face.

And the shock on mine. I never saw it coming.

A great picture and definitely a case of perfect timing.