Lemonade Out of Lemons

Cathy and Glenn had a gorgeous wedding at the Central Park Boathouse on Saturday. But there was just one little problem — the only way to easily get to the Boathouse is on foot, normally a lovely little jaunt through the park. But right as they reached the edge of the park, right when guests would be trickling in, the skies opened and it began to pour.
The timing couldn’t have been worse for them, as the logistical problems piled up, but they handled things calmly and efficiently.
“Hey guys,” I said. “I know you’ve been handed a tough situation. If you come about five feet to the left, we can use this terrible weather to take some great photos. This will pass soon and you’ll just have a great story to tell.”
And so we did.
The next night, Cathy sent me a gracious message: “Thank you for making lemonade out of lemons.”
I love this job.