I mentioned some time ago that I wasn’t a fan of roses. That said, every once in a while, James will pick me up a single rose from a chap that sits outside the subway station close to our home. Typically, I shamefully do nothing with them. This week I did and do you know what? I love looking at that single rose.
Funnily enough, much like roses didn’t do it for me, neither did the photo above. Yet when I accidentally opened Adobe Bridge and there is was, I realized it wasn’t too bad after all. Is it perfect? No. But what/whom is?
