Friday, June 04, 2010

Fragrantly orange

Either I want to eat this azalea or it wants to eat me. Whichever, I doubt we'd survive. I love it so much I'm not even going to collage it, but shamelessly slather large and rather samey single shots all about. So what if I use up my Blogger picture allowance.

Our rhodo and azalea bed is, we fear, too dry. This one nearly gave up the ghost in its first year or so, until Tom moved it just across the path to a bed that gets the run-off from the barn roof, where it flowers with a prodigal generosity. The other impossible-seeming bounty of it is its fragrance, that rich and blowsy ylang-ylang-tart's-boudoir miasma that I thought only came with the run-of-the-mill yellow luteum kind.

As you may have gathered, I don't require flowers to be subtle.
























14 comments:

Rouchswalwe said...

Ooo-wee! Sometimes all you need is a bit of movement. A change of location.

HLiza said...

Orangish delight! Sometimes you don't need collages..

Zhoen said...

I too have a soft spot for fleshy, flamboyant flowers.

The Crow said...

Holy smokes, what drop-dead gorgeous color and lush folds to these flowers! Wonderful photography, Lucy - thank you.

:)

Dale said...

Hey, I thought this was a family-type blog! Serious flower porn, here :-)

Crafty Green Poet said...

gorgeous photos, what rich colours!

A Write Life said...

Wonderful photos. Love the images. Very nice.

zephyr said...

phew. dazzling.

Dick said...

I love the way they edge closer to the camera. They clearly have you in their sights, Lucy. I don't think you'd stand a chance.

Fire Bird said...

phworrr! sexy things!

HKatz said...

These really do look delicious, like marmalade. Great photos.

Plutarch said...

Oranges and lemons.

Dave King said...

Delicious photographs. I want to eat it, but my guess is it wants to eat you.

Isabelle said...

Ooh, now, I don't like orange. It's the one colour not allowed in my garden.

Lovely photos, though, as ever.