A couple more shots from Carlsbad. One of the joys of this particular morning shooting was the weather was vibrant, alive and kicking. We got wind, stinging rain, a bit of tepid sunshine, all over the backdrop of the crashing waves. It felt a bit like the Act 1 setting of a Shakespearean tragedy. Gloomy, depressing, threatening, but glimmers of golden promise, the ambition of the day to be something warm and rapturous.