Your faith in me brings me to tears....

Some days you set out with a fixed Picture in your mind.

Other days you just point and click and something magical happens.

My dreams have changed. Last year I captured a seagull and told of my dreams, where I never quite managed to get my feet above the heads of people on the street.

This year, in my dreams I'm flying higher, flying free-er. Instead of flying face first along the street, I soar through the air arching my back backwards, and looping the loop.

I'm not into dream reading and meanings, but I figure that my change in flight is a good thing. My dreams are becoming more adventurous, and I feel anything is achievable.

Tonight I went out specifically to capture the 10K round the town; watching the last runners.

I watched as a perfect figure, in black lyrca and silver, staggered to a halt. Her hair was meticulously coiffed, her make-up flawless. But running, no, she was holding a stitch, and puffing for all she was worth.

A couple of minutes later, a very large woman came along, plodding away, but definitely jogging; breathing with each step, and passed by the super slim, looking fit beauty; and kept going.

It's not how perfect you are on the outside.

Its the heart on the inside.