raunchy pink

Sweetheart went and became a tomato-farmer, as some of you might remember. As this year winter puts in its claws over here in Berlin. There is still frost over night. In his new greenhouse out on the patio, I therefor lit candles over night, to prevent the worst.

But somehow, this seemed a tad too unprofessional for my sweetheart. He wanted a more technical solution. And, after searching the internet, of course soon came up with one: infrared lamps, heating on a time scedule. What was not forseen, however, was the tone of light coming with the warmth. It is a raunchy tone of pink usually seen at the doors of brothels. I am worried about what the neigbours might think, driving by our garden these days, with this bright pinks shine….

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