that thing that happens

You know that thing that happens when you venture out on an 8 hour road trip only to realize once you've arrived that you've forgotten your {I'm blind without them} prescription glasses at home?...and your three kids are all together for perhaps the only time the entire summer, and it's time for that annual portrait of them....and you can't really think clearly without seeing (hence you've paid no attention to sun exposure, shadows, etc), let alone read the dials and do-dads on your camera...but you decide to shoot the darn session anyways?....yeah, that. Well, it's blurry and frustrating and grainy beyond all heck. But it is what it is. And so you say, what the they are, such as they are. (And I kinda love them anyway.)