Seductive Bliss

To experience the full blast of seductive Bliss, please play the video. Trust me, I'm a designer!


Tempted right into the wide open arms of Spring is what's happening here. A few mild and sunny days and
so many things are coming up in the garden.
Even quite a few plants and bulbs are in flower, luring poor innocent you into thinking that Spring is already here.
Just look at those winter aconites who are not only flirting with Spring but displaying positively wanton behaviour. Really ladies this will not do! Please put those skirts down, we do not want to look at your unmentionables.
The snowdrops, on the other hand, are much more sedate and ladylike. How very prim and proper they look.
But that Witch Hazel! Bewitching doesn't begin to describe it and there's danger lurking here too. Those flowers are absolutely Medusa-y and you know what happened to her victims, so keep a safe distance from this one, you might be dicing with death.
And here's another victim ; Jeeves, flirting with danger on a hot tin roof. You're a braver man than I am Gunga Din! I may not be afraid of heights but depths get to me each and every time.
Another one displaying reckless behaviour with utterly gay abandon in the Bliss garden is the Budleia. Little does she know she's in for the chop next month. Well, a very, very severe haircut as three quarters will be chopped off.
It's not just outside that a whole lotta flirting and seducing is going on; in the conservatory things are getting frightfully hot and steamy. My poor Agapanthus has been wrongfully seduced into thinking that it's Summer. Apparently she has forgotten there is such a thing as Spring first, Summer later. Seduction does that to you.
And she is producing even more flowers, the poor deluded thing. But who can blame her? When the sun is out it's such an immense pleasure to be in the conservatory with a lovely and warm temperature of 20 C, feeling the sun caressing you with a zillion hot fingers. The sun's strokes (not to be confused with sunstroke) makes your whole body tingle all over, a very sensual experience.
Kadootje quite agrees. Thanks to the sensual overload she doesn't quite know which way is up and which way is down.
Dolly has also fallen into temptation, and is in the conservatory as well, basking in the sun with hedonistic abandon. It's a (cat) thing!
As if you haven't been tempted enough already (please (wo)manly restrain yourself, there's a good girl/boy), here's the ultimate mistress of seduction, one look into those tempting green eyes and you're a goner. Consider yourself warned! Step back and avert your blushing eyes now!
Too late!

Copyright 2009 Y.E.W. Heuzen

People from a planet without flowers (or cats) would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
Iris Murdoch, A Fairly Honourable Defeat.

BTW I added cats because for some unknown reason she forgot to put those in. Such a careless oversight.