Blurred thinking

At the lads' rugby training this morning, George asked me what kind of dog Molly was. After I told him, he told his friend she was "a labradog." which I thought was a pretty good name.

Later, we all went to walk Molly in Lochend woods. As I was taking a picture, I noticed I'd accidentally got a circular blur by moving the camera: after quite a few goes, I took this shot, which I was quite pleased with.

But then I realised I'd put all that effort into something that looked like a Photoshop blur effect.