"Coral Bean Flower, Cradle Rocks, Dragoon Mountains, Arizona" (c) 2009 Stu Jenks
I have strong masculine and feminine sides in me. I'm competitive to a fault when arguing about politics and I tend to clothesline, when I get beat on defense, on the basketball court, but I also often cry during episodes of "The West Wing" and I weep with joy, everytime, at the end of "Wall:E". I cherish that soft spot on the side of a woman's neck, but I also dig the sandpaper roughness of the boulders at Cradle Rock, in the Dragoon Mountains.
I've always been this way. I like the balance that seems to come from acknowledging this internal push-and-pull. I like it. I like me. I like her. (Loving is easy. Liking is hard.)
This flower is a very masculine/feminine flower, don't you think?
And so is she.