If there's one thing that I say often that completely astounds my northern friends, it's "I hate Florida."
Sometimes it's true. I freaked out every time it snowed during the winter at school. Everyone looked at me as if I had three heads and would say, "But you're FLORIDIAN! Why do you like snow?!" I dreaded coming back to Florida for the summer and dealing with the stifling heat and humidity that makes you sweat buckets by simply stepping outside.
But I came back. And flabbergasted northern friends, dreams of snow, and sweaty trips to the mailbox aside, Florida does have its perks.
Take sunsets for example. I'm also a weird Floridian who isn't the biggest fan of the beach. I burn easily and I don't particularly like getting sand everywhere and in everything. Especially as a photographer. My mom once ruined a camera by getting sand in it, so I'm overly-cautious at the beach with my camera.
But I can't turn down an opportunity to go photograph anywhere at sunset and I actually really enjoy the beach at sunset. I love the softer light, the pastels, and the contrast on each side of the sky.
And the birds. Can we just talk about the birds for a second?
They must have been really used to humans being around because they let me get extremely close to them; a majority of the photos I took were taken from five feet away or less.
And the sunset.
And the water.
You did good, Florida.