Even as autumn cloaks me in its golden hues and russet tones, even as the cool winds whip and the rains fall, I yearn again for spring’s new beginnings, its buds and blossoms and sensual possibilities.
I was looking out my window today, the snow was gone and a deer was laying down in some thick brush. We looked at each other and I knew it was thinking what I was thinking. If it was spring he would be standing eating the fresh buds on the brush, and I would be knocking on the glass trying to get him to move so he would stop eating up my shrubs…. 😊
buds. blossoms. belated happy birthday, my beautiful! been busy as a bee. was your birthday bash bodacious? hope you got a billion bucks and bountiful boytoys 😉
Fantastic image. Superb.
I’m tickled pink you think so, Nick…
Lovely, know that spring yearns for you as well, as do I.
What a wonderful thing for you to say, Edward…
The soft pink buds that ripen with touch, begging to be plucked.
Gorgeous dear Minx.
I’m unsure they’ll ever stop silently begging…
I know just the place. 😉 Lovely, lovely photo and the bokeh is perfect.
I had a feeling you might. 😉
Thank you, lovely – this means a great deal coming from you…
Once again such a captivating image! Love it very much.
You’re always so incredibly generous, Franc!
So delicate and pretty.
Thank you, Os. My new bra called for a lighter and brighter touch…
A lovely self-portrait.
I thank you kindly, Elliott…
I love the way the colour of your hair peeks in here.
Me too. It’s my favourite detail in this photo…
The vessel of a beautiful heart. xx
I’m very touched by your wonderful sentiment…
I was looking out my window today, the snow was gone and a deer was laying down in some thick brush. We looked at each other and I knew it was thinking what I was thinking. If it was spring he would be standing eating the fresh buds on the brush, and I would be knocking on the glass trying to get him to move so he would stop eating up my shrubs…. 😊
Nice thoughts
peace and love
1ManView
Lovely thoughts indeed, 1ManView. I hope spring’s rejuvenating beauty finds its way to you soon…
buds. blossoms. belated happy birthday, my beautiful! been busy as a bee. was your birthday bash bodacious? hope you got a billion bucks and bountiful boytoys 😉
you are beautiful beautiful beautiful. bless :*
Your alluring alliteration is affecting me acutely, adorable phoenix. 😉
(My birthday was wonderful, thank you. This equally busy bee also needs to fly to yours to indulge herself very soon…)
So sweet and tender.
I’m very glad you think so, Ben…
I see you have lost absolutely zero amount of sexiness.
Just as you haven’t lost your southern charm, Sage…
It is born not taught, it’s what I do.
I am what I am
And for that, I’m very grateful…
it’s all I know to be.