Be imperfectly perfect
Photography is one of my passions. I love taking out pictures of anything and everything- whatever catches my fancy. I look around me wherever I go and start taking mental photos if I do not have my camera in hand. Today, as I got home from running errands, I noticed how my rose bushes were starting to bloom. There were new buds popping up everywhere. They were all in different stages of maturity. Perfection is the word that came to my mind. I went upstairs and grabbed my camera and hurried outside to get some shots. As I neared closer to the roses, I noticed that a few of them were not perfect. Some had darkened areas, some had tiny holes in them while others did not have perfectly formed petals. I still pressed the shutter button. I wanted to capture them all. I loved how the blooms look as a whole. I admire each one. Though some of the "perfectly" formed roses looked fantastic, the other roses still bloomed where they were. They made part of the picture as well. They ...