Beauty And The Fly

This was one of those moments, when after coming home from work, I had a few minutes to explore the garden with my camera, the rain still having a last go after a day of rain, along with the wind, every photographers enemy, unless you are photographing kites and balloons, that is. Yet amongst these battling elements, there was:

A water-drenched rose.

A ray of sun.

And a tiny black fly, just stopping by.

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