Vampich virgin by Vahlenkamp

Then he kissed her. At his lips touch, she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete. – F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Mountain momentum by Vahlenkamp

These small mountain flowers I found on a trip in Norefjell (a high mountain area). They stood only a few meters away a large snowbank at 1150 meters altitude. Here far above where trees grow, where winters are extremely long, and summer are correspondingly short, these small plants are waiting patiently for the sun and heat. When it finally comes, they rise quickly up and show their beauty.

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Dandelion dormitory by Vahlenkamp

As night approaches, the dandelion closes its flower’s petals. It’s as if the plant says; That’s enough for today. Now I need calm. I will take care of my energy, my precious nectar and my pollen seed until the next day. When the sun again comes back, you can also come back. And I will show myself from my best side.

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Foxglove flirt by Vahlenkamp

Because hairs on their speckled daybeds baffle the little bees,
foxgloves come out to advertise for rich bumbling hummers,
who crawl into their tunnels-of-delight with drunken ease
(see Darwin’s chapters on his foxglove summers)
plunging over heckles caked with sex-appealing stuff
to sip from every hooker its intoxicating liquor
and stop it propagating in a corner with itself.

And this is how the foxflower keeps its sex life in order.
Two anthers—adolescent, in a hurry to dehisce—
let fly too soon, so pollen lies in drifts around the floor.
Along swims bumbler bee and makes an undercoat of this,
reverses, exits, lets it fall by accident next door.
So ripeness climbs the bells of Digitalis, flower by flower,
undistracted by a Mind, or a Design, or by desire.
BY ANNE STEVENSON

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Stairway to floral delight by Vahlenkamp

This tree blooms only a few days during the year. It is a wild apple tree. Usually this doesn’t this tree stand out significantly from other trees, but when it blooms it surpasses mostly every other tree. It’s almost as if the flowers take over the entire tree. It is a wonderful experience to stand under it. Just to feel the atmosphere, the colors and the light coming through the canopy.

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