Meet Jessie

Jessie's owner approached me on the beach and asked me to take pictures of her. He said he would pay; I declined the money but took the pictures. I figured why not. I gave him one of my cards and told him to send me an email and I would send him the pictures. He never sent the email, so I can't send him the pictures. I wonder why they came into my life and what I should do with his images. I don't go to the beach but once a year, maybe, and I have no way to contact Jessie's owner. As I believe all things happen for a reason, there's a reason for this, I just don't know what it is.