Mara, 63 and not ready to quit

I feel like most of those at work who won't listen do so because they can't believe that we still exist.

Interesting. Maybe it’s my circles (admittedly Wu-Wu), but I encounter sooo much Cherokee pride around ATL.

Purple, indeed!

I tend to stick with one editing program, and do little beyond cropping and lightening shadows. Now and again, I look through the filter options elsewhere.

Purple Monday

An artist is born.

Fun with filters.

Very arty farty Mara, took me a minute to work it out, but the way you are lying, I just need to lift and move your skirt along your back, and we have time for action.

You’ve always got a strategy!

:eek: OMG! Am I having a purple haze moment? ;)

Are there ever enough of those?!
Once I found a cheese by that name, from Washington— quite tasty.
 
Interesting -- I also see thighs and belly. Have I spoiled y'all so much that you only see what's uncovered? ;) teasing really -- but wondering also.

Not at all. Your alluring form was obvious below the flowing fabric. Bare flesh, however, is always the bait that first peaks the interest.

Purple Monday

I had to blink a few times before your toes came into focus. The rest of you quickly followed. It was almost like having sex in the dark...you don't know where your at until you arrive. Surprising and quite rewarding.

Went to Edna St. Vincent Millay’s Steepletop last Friday.

So, do I enter in the rear? :rose::devil:
 
Millay’s Steepletop

You have a breast that won't be denied the expression of it's love for poetry.
 
Not at all. Your alluring form was obvious below the flowing fabric. Bare flesh, however, is always the bait that first peaks the interest.

Thanks for elaborating. I had hoped this was the case.

I had to blink a few times before your toes came into focus. The rest of you quickly followed. It was almost like having sex in the dark...you don't know where your at until you arrive. Surprising and quite rewarding.

Laughing... I enjoyed the comparison. ;)

So, do I enter in the rear? :rose::devil:

I do believe you’ve decoded the photo! HA

Always, why waste time thinking and working out what to do.

Action, action, we want action... ACT...
Your football cheers are likely different from ours. And I don’t give a rusty fuck about sports, but I could not resist.


I like it, you nipped around the gate for a quick flash.

Yep, dodging the other pilgrims at the shrine.

Millay’s Steepletop

You have a breast that won't be denied the expression of it's love for poetry.

Millay was often bare-breasted in these woods also. A woman after my own heart.

What a lovely bit of surprise you are!!!! :devil::devil::devil:

Boo! 😈💜

I see you are spicing up the cultural afternoon!!!:devil:

I considered stretching out on her grave, but I could hear others approaching. And the ground was damp. :cool:
 
Wonderful artsy photo... :rose::kiss::rose:

Thank you, Ed. I know most of my friends and lurkers prefer the NON-artsy photos, but now and again, the urge is irresistible. Thanks for your indulgence. :kiss:

ah and that nipple looks like it needs some attention mara... thinking of what it needs besides a tongue, teeth, clamps... oh the possibilities!

Nice of you to drop the word clamps into your list of possibilities. I appreciate the reminder. Too long since I’ve been there.

Poetry and female nudity are two things I studied in college. I did well in the latter, was frustrated by the former.

Lifelong learning, babe. There’s always the possibility of revisiting...
But it’s comforting to know our own strengths and weaknesses.

So that must make your flash poetry in motion. :D

I love it, said she
Dancing off behind a tree

Naughty girl! I love it.

And I love it when you pop in here!
 
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