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I'm having a very difficult time catching up - so yet another that is a day behind (perhaps I ought to rename this gallery 'Yesterday's Bowl of Stu'!). I think I photographed myself out while I was over in Portugal. Contributing, in no small measure, to my photography fatigue is my camera's very, very dirty sensor. It was doing well coping with all the open air lens changes. Until last Friday, that is. When I came back from Belém I noticed that there were an awful lot of marks on the photographs. I hoped against hope that it was just a dusty lens, but my worst fears were confirmed when I looked at photos taken with different lenses and saw that most of the marks appeared in the same place. I warily checked the sensor and saw the culprits. My puffer got rid of some of the dust, but there are several specks that are not for shifting. While it is a bit of a pain, I accept that it is one of the occupational hazards of using a DSLR. However, I just can't be bothered (and, to be honest, I don't have the time to be) spending countless minutes cleaning all of the marks off on Photoshop. Long and short... I'm photo'd out and waiting to clean my sensor. I think that I might start using my Fuji again for a while: at least it's easy to keep clean. On matters non-photographic, both Liam and I had to visit the dentist for our check-ups. Stark contrast to our last visit, when Liam got the all clear, and I was told that I had the best teeth the dentist had seen on a person of my age. This time Liam had to have his last milk tooth extracted (see above) as the adult tooth underneath it was impacting on it and pushing it into his gum. I was told that I need at least one, and perhaps two fillings. I want a second opinion.

This time last year I went to the Highland Games