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LAMB: Early in the morning we woke up and looked out the window to see what the weather was like. You have been bugging me to go to the pool for a few days now but the weather has either been foul or we have been too busy to go. Today was another foul weather day. I looked out at the heavy clouds and the strong wind, throwing leaves around like a melodramatic toddler, and an image immediately popped into my head. An image of the perfect photo. You were standing near a lighthouse on an empty headland, the wind tossing your hair about, that wild, beautiful hair of yours. “We need to go to a lighthouse” I announced to your father. He didn’t bat an eyelid. He is all too used to my crazy requests and he knows exactly what they mean. Soon after I discovered that the nearest lighthouse is almost an hours drive away, and could not convince him to take us. So we compromised and ended up here; no lighthouse but a windy headland nonetheless. I did not get the perfect photo I had imagined. I doubt a lighthouse would have made much difference. But we had such a great time bushwalking and discovering new tracks that my ‘perfect’ photo hardly seemed important in the end.