Normally by this time in the year I have got our Christmas card sorted out.
Well not this year.
I’m getting desperate now.
It’s been a tradition over the years that we produce our own card for Christmas each year and having started something like that it’s very hard to stop.
People will say, “where’s the card ?” or even worse “so, you’ve given up photography then !”

I’ve had a few years when I’ve gone for humour (one year the Guardian newspaper actually printed one of my “funny” ones), but Mrs. GB thinks I should stick to the traditional image of Christmas – frost, snow, sleigh bells, robin on a log sorta thing. (!!!)
Well I have to live with her so I do wot I’m told.
This year the picture hasn’t come.
Normally by now it’s in the can and off to the printers.
December looms and I have nothing, so this morning I was up before dawn on a trip to Richmond Park which is quite local.
It’s a lovely place and when there’s a bit of frost and mist in the valleys it looks quite magical.
This morning wasn’t really cold enough – hovering around freezing point and there was no mist.
The sun was beautiful but without the other ingredients it just didn’t work.
I spent two hours chasing deer around the park (see the pic at the top of the blog post) and getting quite chilled but was not getting anywhere. Chucked it in but will have to go out again.
It’s not easy finding that one image that says it all.
Watch this space !!