When You Say “Bud…” February 13, 2011
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, macro photos.Tags: amaryllis, buds, deep throat, flowers, God as Lesbian, lips, macro photos
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…I think of flowers.
Yeah, I know, I just got my ass kicked out of the Real Man’s Club, but ask me if I care!
Anyway, flowers float my boat. Blame it on the testosterone, but I find them sensual, even sexual, in a way which I would never admit to a stranger.
Good thing we’re so close, eh?
Ahem.
Lest you doubt my view of the Flower World, I present as evidence these shots of the Amaryllis blooming in our kitchen.
Exhibit A, the red folds of a petal worthy of a kiss:
…Lips beckoning you to come inside:
…deep inside, surrounded by beauty:
This might just be proof that God is a man. Or maybe a lesbian.
Hey, we report, you decide!
There’s more than one bud swelling here tonight…
…and one flower fully open:
These warranted a trip to the textile store for a few yards of black backdrop, which you’ll surely be seeing more of now that I have it.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to take a nice cold shower.
Little Bang Theory 
I’d say that O’Keefe broad has nothing on you.
I’m taking a risk here, but you have heard the expression “rosebud, rosebud,” right?
By the way I really enjoy your pics of New England – you’ve been traveling around.
Hiya, Ladies, and thanks!
Lisa, that’s some rarefied air you’re askin’ me to breathe there, Grrl!
Eileen, is that a Citizen Kane reference? 🙂
And yes, I’ve gotten itchy feet as this winter’s unfolded. I really love winter, but it’s more interesting when one gets around!
Yikesyikesyikesyikesyikes. I thought I was an oldish lady, immune from… from stuff like this. Apparently not.
Beautiful photos. I learn something every time I come here. (We report, you decide).
Gorgeous photos, and the alt text made me laugh.
Love like there is no tomorrow. You already know that. No surprise. Joy to you and yours for the lightness of life, the coming of daybreak and your combined joy of being there together.