the little sprakling, shimmering drops under the morning sun caught his eyes the other morning. he had to stoop very low to the grass to shoot them. and it was heart-arrestingly hard to do so. along the side-road of lorong puntong, there's a patch of grass growing on the slope of the empty field. it faces the morning sun, and there's some tight spots for the feet to angkle for a quite-stable shooting position.... everything was quite in orer, and shooting began for the second day, this morning. although he did not have much time for this go, he was lucky to have caught a few decent shots.... dew drops trapped by spider-webs....
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