The Marigold Hour


Is it the smell of a Lily that makes it alluring before you have even laid eyes on it? The strong scent drifting towards you on the hot summer night air, making you no more than a sensual beast , drawn dumbly forwards to sniff it's nectar moist insides, to fondle it's pollen doused stamens?

Welcome to the monstrous gorgeous gardens of desire, home of assorted hot house flowers, delicate pansies, and the hardened succulents of the lesbian and gay underworlds. You might even meet the ghost of Don Dunstan!