Ok, now that I am working on a book called "S-x In The Garden" I have become very aware of my shy side. I am not usually comfortable mentioning the title without a little explanation that it is a plant book. Also, I am not very comfortable with the title. I am sure those of you who know me are saying to yourselves right now "she has a shy side?" So that explains the dilemma. I am an introvert
and an extrovert. And while the book was totally about plant reproduction before, I will let you in on something: condoms are now part of the design creation, and this is only the beginning....
I can't write about s-x in the garden without mentioning trilliums.
We are very, very lucky to have so many trilliums in our yard. Because this land was logged so long ago, without earth scraping the entire area, we have many native plants on our property and in our neighborhood. Every spring we count the trilliums. About now some of the flowers are aging, and others have just begun blooming. It's nice long season. Bill counted right around 400 trilliums inside our property line today! It's amazing to us.
Why am I talking about trilliums? Well, this is something I didn't know until I met Bill: trilliums bloom white, and when they are fertilized they turn pink and then red. Though he said it differently. Something about how they are white till they have sex and this makes them blush and they turn red.
I can't say this is true of all trilliums, but it is definitely true of our local native ones.
I think this is a very fun thing to know. And when I first began thinking about S-x in the Garden, I thought it would be full of this kind of thing. But then I wanted to create a different kind of book. I wanted to get away from facts and information and get into something more subtle. So the book is happening, I am making it. I just didn't know I would be so shy to write about it!
It was last night's rain that made these daffodils fall splat.
and brought the slug that ate into the heart
while the others were turned away. 
It was last night's rain that kissed this hellebore's faces
beat on the backs of this hellebore's heads
and left these hellebore leaves cuddled
while these ones huddled.
It was last night's rain that made this trillium lose her pollen
and this trillium keep her hat.
It was last night's rain that made this violet so shy
and this sedum sparkle
though this red currant cried
to see fungi town crumble.
Here's what remains of last night's rain.
