Then while being in solitude, the fucking love birds decided to rub it in my faces. Yeah, I know I'm alone and all, I just don't need any reminders, much less from a pair of swans. And why is it that I find them not all that pretty and graceful as believed in general? Plus they make this weird cackled squawks that aren't all that graceful...
It's nice how the droplets catch the setting light. But of course I didn't quite achieve the desirable effect lah. I just know I'll have plenty of fun if I had a DSLR camera. But hey, gimme points for effort lah...
The pretty shrubs the love birds like to hang out under. Nature does have the best colour sense. I like.
Then there's this partially drenched mynah perched on a drain-cap(??) acting majestic. Come on lah, you're a fucking mynah and you're drenched. Act what majestic?!
That just kinda sums up my walk in the Botanic Gardens.
P.S. I know this post slightly messed up aesthetically. I know, what's up with the blue first paragraph anyway, right? But I'm too lazy to source for the errors and correcting them. I used Photobucket to host my images for the first time.
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