I am so turned on by my garden right now.
Its popping out of the ground with joyful abandon and the juicy abundance threatens, at times, to overwhelm me.
Small, green tendrils become powerful limbs that clutch onto climbing frames and bear succulent amethyst coloured beans.
Tiny yellow flowers erupt into miniature watermelon shaped cucumbers that explode with flavour, filling my mouth with sun warmed sweetness...
Tomatoes blush and ripen in glistening clusters, keeping me forever on my toes that I pick them in time or risk losing them to eager little animal mouths.
Lustrous leaves tumble and rumble lovingly over each other as they battle for sunlight and space in the earth, showing off their glorious colours in a demonstration of breathtaking beauty.
Male and female flowers air their genitalia and welcome all manner of creatures to partake in their nectar and spread their pollen around. This is group sex at its very wildest!!!
And then there are the fruits. Plump and soft, firm and cylindrical, smooth, rough and all so beautiful and inviting that I would be happy to die in this garden, knowing my mere flesh would feed the worms that nourish the earth that make it all bloom so...bloody sexily!