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The purpose of a blog seems self-evident. Don’t call me on my narcissistic tendencies.
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That is, without doubt, the most erotic photo of a tree I’ve ever seen… though I’ve never visited a flora-pornography shop… I’ll never think of the word “disembark” the same way again…
I’m posting, also, just to let you know I’ve popped in/dropped by; that you can count me present and accounted for…
I see the “erotic”ness of this photo, but what is funny is that when I took the photo, it was more of a sense than seeing. Even after taking it, when I named it, I just had a sense that “love” was appropriate.
After I posted it here, well, let’s just say that I began to see. And yet, I still sense heartshapes when I look at this picture.