We got rained out. Twice. Florida did its very Florida thing (which is funny because we are in a drought right now!), and we rescheduled, and rescheduled again. But here's what I've learned in eighteen years of photographing couples around Tampa Bay: the third time really is the charm. By the time we finally met up under the banyan trees, the light was soft, the bougainvillea was showing off, and the three of them — yes, three — were completely, effortlessly themselves.