I never had a red Amaryllis.
This Amaryllis is Red.
The center is dark, without structure, diffuse and opaque.
Old Faithful thrashed and complained when she tried to focus.
We struggled in the bright light.
She trying to trigger the flash.
Me holding it down with my finger.
We struggled in the shade.
She violently focusing in and out.
Me holding the focus ring to stop her.
RED, I tell you, she’s red!
Hey, I’m doin‘ the best I can here!
(Old Faithful is a whiner.)
What are you doing? You’ve lost your mind!
This thing’s half-red!
Hey, first you drop me on my head and give me arthritis of the ring!
There’s so much dust in my eye, I can barely peek out!
Somebody smudges my glasses!
On top of that, you give me this fickle RED model
and point me smack into the sun with no flash!
What the heck do you expect?
Okay, here you go, you old Hippie Wench.
Roll that and smoke it!
Old Faithful is enjoying a sabbatical of indeterminate duration.
She-Devil Red is on holiday in Shady Pergola.