Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Ipomoea violacea


In my previous post, the poor little daisy was swamped by sexual innuendo. As you are all aware, I don't hold with erotic shenanigans.

So lets put the unpleasantness behind us, and rest our eyes and minds on something innocent. Here is a lovely Morning Glory.

16 comments:

Malach the Merciless said...

Wow, that one is even more erotic

Phoebe Fay said...

Once you've gone purple, you never go back.

Cissy Strutt said...

malach: Mmmm

pheebs; Oh, indeed.

Buzzardbilly said...

Oh, I love it. It is at attention, reporting for duty.

AngryMan said...

Wifey loves my morning glory.

here today, gone tomorrow said...

Mmmmmmmmmm, morning glories....

Joey Polanski said...

What fortune doth this Cissy Strutt photo bring:

A leaf that can covr a lil purple thing!

Cissy Strutt said...

Ah my dear readers. You see smut at every turn. And I love you for it.

BuzzBi: Standing at attention, yet lusciously moist & pliant, wouldn't you say?

A.Man: Well, of course she does. We all do.

hereT: double mmmmm. As I was just saying to Angry, we all appreciate - nay, love - a morning glory.

joey:
If purple thing be your heart's great desire
Then lift my leaf and set your heart on fire.

Atlas Cerise said...

Q: What's the difference between pink and purple?
A: The grip.

Forrest Proper said...

wait, wait!

I have a poem for this, written a few years ago.

The jealous rocks mutter early,
in the pearly morning light.
Grow surly now,
sharp words define,
the faults of the morning glory vine,
which twists and turns,
turning divine, the craggy,
crabby space it climbs.

Cissy Strutt said...

atlas: gaZZINGGGGGG!!! brilliant

colonel: perfect.

Atlas Cerise said...
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Atlas Cerise said...

Every time I look at this photo, the purple part of the flower looks like a very skinny purple turkey dinner. Or perhaps Max Rebo holding himself like he has to pee. The leaf in the middle divides the legs and those petals (?) wrapped around it look like arms and Max's snout to me.

Cissy Strutt said...

You know how it is with jizz-wailers.

Joey Polanski said...

Wif tremblin hands, I lift th leaf,

Hopin nothin crabbys underneaf.

Cissy Strutt said...

Don't be tremble don't be fright
You know babe we got all night.