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.