What a gift!

I get so many commissions where I'm fighting the space, or fighting the lighting, there is always a sinister little element trying to make my photos crap. Obviously I gallantly battle on and to this date, I've never been beaten by, lets call him Hue. Hue can be the manifestation of everything that goes wrong in photography, named after a particularly awful Jessops store manager. Anyhoo, Hue didn't rear his ugly head at all today, and what a gift! I had this golden low sun breaking through a dense fox, acting as a giant diffuser. So Pretty, I think I was owed this one. I hate it when Hue shows up...