the mother of all clichés i was bored and had the rose standing there, i got it for women's day. so. err.

if someone had told me yesterday that i was about to shoot a rose -with water droplets for god's sakes- i would've laughed my ass off. but it's lovely to surprise myself with the most simple things. i clearly ain't no plant photographer...i can live with that. i needed an excuse to post this (not really), but let me have my excuse; this shall be dedicated to ^superkev who's having his birthday today. b-day present, another cliché, i very rarely give any. out of the shots i took i don't think this had the most pleasing composition, flowing and blah blah...but i insisted on it for some reason, probably because the drop in the middle seems to be falling, always looking for the melancholy and because looking from afar it has some similarity with certain parts in females...or is it my imagination?

what's funny is that my 2nd ever deviation was a rose too ([link]). anyway, this kept me amused for like an hour, it's time to move on. u do that too; enjoy and move on.