Twigs & Berries

I can not remember for the life of me where I first heard "twigs & berries" as a euphemism for men's private bits, but it has stuck with me. I know that Freud would have a hay day with this euphemism and my fascination with taking photos of well... twigs and berries. But let's be clear... there is no room for psycho-analysis in this blog; only for photos and random ramblings (much like this one).
Happy spring everyone! May it be filled with twigs & berries... if you are into that sort of thing that is.

All photos taken with my Olympus Pen F, and Kodak Portra film.