Grrrrrrrrrrrr

Dappled sunlight, woodland setting, the blipjuice was rising.

The excitment grew as Merryn and Poppy played tug with a stick.

I clicked away, confident I had a masterpiece. The dogs' walk was cut short. We came straight home to upload the photos and claim our spotlight.

Bother, damnation and fiddlesticks.

They did not work, far too dark - the tonal range from sun to shade too much for the camera to handle. Infuriatingly, I shot jpegs rather than my usual RAW, which meant it even more unlikely that I could salvage a decent blip!