“Say what,” I asked, not once but twice. I thought my lovely wife was calling me something bad when I asked her the name of this flower. Then I remembered she is way too sweet.
Do let me know if a coffee snort clears the sinus as my wife (the one who is too sweet to call me names), and I are both beat up by allergies this time of year.
I shoot the phlox
and get the pox
my airways locked and bound
perhaps a snort thru the sinus, eh
will loosen me up and return the day
What the heck is going on? First Stuart Hyde is taking photos of flowers, then you. I’ve got to check out what Joe is shooting. Maybe there are still some real men left in this world. And No one cares about your drippy sinuses. Just suck it up! Oh, wait, that was Sue with the drippy sinuses. Sue, be a man!
I did make that conscious decision as there were other flowers and colors that I avoided. Thanks for this, it is always nice to hear that someone got what I was trying to do.
Ha ha ha! Sometimes the comment section here is just as entertaining (or moreso) than the post itself. You crack me up… and so do many of your followers. Oh, and I’m with Jude; phlox on frocks would be just right for this country girl!
True story: LA had a very warm winter so it seemed that everything that might have bloomed over a period of months just popped all at once. Like when all the fireworks get set off by a single spark. Plus, it was all in stark contrast to the misery of a cold, snowy winter in the rest of the country. So I snapped a shot of every bloomin’ thing I passed. Scattered ’em through blog posts. And really flooded my Instagram with flowers galore. One day, I noticed I had a new follower on IG. Turned out to be a sales pitch. For TESTOSTERONE SUPPLEMENTS. Wow. That’ll shrivel a guy’s interest in pretty things… but not for long.
It makes a most beautul display in a sunny garden :-)i
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It sure the hell does!
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Flowers who gives you a lot of pleasure .They are blooming all summer
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And so are you Marylou 😉
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Fabulous !
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Thanks, Vanilla.
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That made me almost snort my coffee through my nose 🙂 Beautiful photo and of course I appreciate the humor…save for my sinuses.
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Do let me know if a coffee snort clears the sinus as my wife (the one who is too sweet to call me names), and I are both beat up by allergies this time of year.
I shoot the phlox
and get the pox
my airways locked and bound
perhaps a snort thru the sinus, eh
will loosen me up and return the day
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A limerick! You phlox creeper you! 🙂
Sinuses a little drippy currently. Not sure the caffeine did much for clearing.
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What the heck is going on? First Stuart Hyde is taking photos of flowers, then you. I’ve got to check out what Joe is shooting. Maybe there are still some real men left in this world. And No one cares about your drippy sinuses. Just suck it up! Oh, wait, that was Sue with the drippy sinuses. Sue, be a man!
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hahaha. You are a freaking stitch Emilio. You could do stand up, whereas I would need to be sitting down.
I’ll have dark images soon, I promise.
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That’s all I’m saying. Damn spring. Every body seems to be getting carried away with their feminine side.
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Now hold on partner!
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Well, of course I didn’t mean you! Sorry about that. Sometimes I just get carried away!
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Just to show I’m still one hell of a man, I’m going to post something more Mike- like tomorrow.
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I’m just sitting back enjoying the witty repartee going back and forth!! 😀
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I love that. I have some intelligent and funny friends. Thanks!
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Sweet too that you still think Judy is sweet after years and years of marriage – 35 or more?
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43, but who’s counting. And she is more than sweet, but I can’t really talk about it…
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You are both sweet!!
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I can be sweet, she is always sweet. It is her nature.
Thanks, Kat.
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lovely composition
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Thanks. Wasn’t much to it, truth be told.
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that’s what I like, the simplicity of the photo with very few colors
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I did make that conscious decision as there were other flowers and colors that I avoided. Thanks for this, it is always nice to hear that someone got what I was trying to do.
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That wonderful phlox would make some great frocks! Well the pretty pink pattern would. 🙂
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I’ll have to trust you here as I have no idea what a frock is. Oh what the frock.
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Oh Mike – a frock is an old fashioned word for a dress! You would have worn your posh frock on Sunday, or to a party. It must be a very English word.
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Or perhaps I should know that and simply do not.
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Don’t listen to Emilio!!! I’m loving the color 🙂
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There will be no color today and I always listen to Emilio. And you too.
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Okay then, at least I love your B&W (and I’ll have to check out Emilio’s blog – sounds like he is a strong influence 🙂 )
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Ha ha ha! Sometimes the comment section here is just as entertaining (or moreso) than the post itself. You crack me up… and so do many of your followers. Oh, and I’m with Jude; phlox on frocks would be just right for this country girl!
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Yes I have some clever comments. They keep me afloat.
Thanks Lori. You are a nice thing to wake up to.
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True story: LA had a very warm winter so it seemed that everything that might have bloomed over a period of months just popped all at once. Like when all the fireworks get set off by a single spark. Plus, it was all in stark contrast to the misery of a cold, snowy winter in the rest of the country. So I snapped a shot of every bloomin’ thing I passed. Scattered ’em through blog posts. And really flooded my Instagram with flowers galore. One day, I noticed I had a new follower on IG. Turned out to be a sales pitch. For TESTOSTERONE SUPPLEMENTS. Wow. That’ll shrivel a guy’s interest in pretty things… but not for long.
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You are as funny as you are bright. The weather is very strange everywhere. We are in big trouble. Might as well juice up in the meantime 😉
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