Daphne Todd, Landscape between legs

What a fetching scene. The title invites us to consider the landscape of both legs and the vista beyond, but it also invites us to imagine the scene seen from the opposite side, a view between the woman’s legs from the landscape’s point of view, or anyway that’s what occurred to me. Of course the woman is wearing a pair of blue underwear, and nothing especially flimsy or frilly, which denies us, in a sense, the most intimate view of her sex. Rats! as my little cousin might say, not that my little cousin (Amelia) is old enough to wonder about such things. Probably. But I am, and because I’m empowered to enter the scene, I feel I might as well take advantage of it. It does cross my mind that I might be taking advantage of the woman in an improper way. That gives me pause. So from a distance I contemplate. And part of my mind urges the woman to take some action. Don’t just lie there—push that blue pair of underwear to the side and explore yourself. My urging has no effect. The woman is just too dreamy. Or could it be she’s already pleasured herself, and now she’s basking in the afterglow of orgasm? I both like and dislike that idea.