It's that time of year again. I need to start writing Christmas cards so I don't end up hyperventilating in early December at my 8ft long to do list. And for cards I need a photo of the Cameron smalls, preferably smiling, preferably with clean faces and preferably with no older sibling doing actual bodily harm to Baxter. It's a lofty aspiration I know.
So today was the day. It was sunny - too sunny. What happened to nice bright, cloud diffused light Scotland? Either dull and grey or eye wateringly bright. I know, I'm never happy.
We went in hunt of a nature filled beauty spot and ended up a mile from home sitting on an old towel. All the glamour.
I'll keep trying :)