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[voluptuary_manque]

This is for me, Molly and other horticulturally minded pervs. Now I've got to figure out how to involve a compost heap in the orgy.

 

[LettersFromTatyana]

Now I've got to figure out how to involve a compost heap in the orgy.

I can think of a number of ways, though most are the stuff of erotic horror.

I can never keep the soldier fly maggots out of my bins in the summer. The thought of those buggers crawling places they shouldn't on my naked body....

*shudders*

Maggots: like tentacle porn, only gross and unsexy.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

People are pretty rational about that stuff. This is not a religion.

That made me smile, and laugh

 

[voluptuary_manque]

I don't get any maggots but the peach beetle grubs are bigger than my thumb! Ewww . . .


My real problem with the idea is that the majority of my garden is in the front yard. The back yard is primarily orchard and orchids. I suppose I could water the orchids . . .


Now if I was a dedicated hobbiest, I'd start breeding or crossing plants. Hmmm . . . maybe there's a way into this from that standpoint. Lemmee think a bit.

 

[LettersFromTatyana]

My real problem with the idea is that the majority of my garden is in the front yard. The back yard is primarily orchard and orchids. I suppose I could water the orchids . . .


Now if I was a dedicated hobbiest, I'd start breeding or crossing plants. Hmmm . . . maybe there's a way into this from that standpoint. Lemmee think a bit.

You mean like someone breeding a vegetable that is juuust the right size, shape, and texture, on purpose? After years of effort? And growing it in their front yard for all to see?

 

[Stella_Omega]

I'm not interested in manure but a mud puddle would be fun. Or soft, well turned, fresh earth.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

A mud puddle . . . yeaaaaaaaaah.

 

[stephen55]

This is for me, Molly and other horticulturally minded pervs. Now I've got to figure out how to involve a compost heap in the orgy.

Sorry bear, but I can't help out.

My compost heap is one of the least erotic features of my backyard.

The kids old tree fort...it has possibilities. A reasonable part of my early education took place in a tree fort.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Sorry bear, but I can't help out.

My compost heap is one of the least erotic features of my backyard.

The kids old tree fort...it has possibilities. A reasonable part of my early education took place in a tree fort.

I think compost heaps smell wonderful, like life and growth and reproduction. Rolling in one would be gross and full of assorted arthropods but smelling one . . .

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Naked gardening?

Am I the only one who lives somewhere where bees buzz incessantly around plants? Bigger might be better, but not when it's from the swelling...

And someone had to say mud puddle... *sigh*

*Heads off to Youtube to look up Blurry before it drives him insane*

Q_C

 

[Svenskaflicka]

“We figured that if people tried gardening naked once, they would smile,”

Until they tend to their roses and get thorns in their privates.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Or blackberries . . .