Dating Kinky
SPH: I've always looked for the tiny treasures...
July 6, 2022
A large and loud truck went by our outdoor gathering of kinky folk. Cue the usual jokes about masculine size compensation. I stopped them. Because consensual SPH is NOT acceptable. But consensual? Well, that's another story.

This was my first shot of the day. A beautiful little flower, nestled into the leaves. Small and proud. Made my heart smile.

This was the largest tiny I found. It was maybe three inches across. The gills of this amazing fungi were just so sensitive and delicate and beautiful. Far away, it looked sort of meaty and out of place. Up close, though, the wonder of it was damn near overwhelming.

This tiny canyon landscape was the inside of an old stump, with new life growing. No matter how small, there is life and desire and the need to grow, even in the most awkward of circumstances.

These little surprises just hit my heart. They were just so beautiful. None more than 3/4 of an inch. But startling in their intensity, even at that size. Making their way in the world.

And this little bee, diligently and happily working for what he wants and needs. He's there to do what has to be done. And part of his life is doing for his partner, the flower—opening her up, coaching himself in her pollen, and sharing her with others. 

And these small fungi were just amazing. Almost like little geodesic domes. Their structure up close was so intricate and astonishing. The fact that they were tiny, maybe 3/8" at the largest had no impact on their complexity or purpose in the greater scheme of things. 

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