Infuriating

I took out my phone and grabbed this photo of a rose in our front garden as I returned home from doing a few jobs around the neighbourhood. Then I went indoors and fetched my ‘proper’ camera and took a few more shots, altering the settings and generally faffing about as though I knew what I was doing. The bloom was at the top of the bush so I couldn’t get a view looking down into the centre of the flower because I’m too short!

When I went to the computer to look at my photos, the only one worth keeping was … the one I took on my phone. Isn’t that infuriating?