Sometimes, here in the Northern Hemisphere, the Winter is so cold that regardless of the numbers of layers of clothing that we wear outside, we may need to massage our buttocks in order to restore both circulation and warmth! Which brings us all to the posting for today, the end of January, the very first month of this current year, 2020!
It’s wintertime here in the Northern Hemisphere, the very barren season of the year that seriously limits any opportunity for natural clothes free pleasure. That’s why I am trying to make it a tradition to salute all of our bare practitioners who reside in the Southern Hemisphere. This is, after all, their summertime and the perfect season for outdoor play!
Author’s Note: As a preface to this posting entry, please read here. After almost two full weeks of cleaning, restoration and “drying-out” I was notified today that my regular office at my university is now ready for me to return. The projected completion date was estimated to be around the beginning of February. I am in no way disheartened over the brevity of the wait – nor are any of my professional colleagues!
Today is the official celebration of the birthday of the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. – an internationally recognized pacifist, civil rights activist and a noteworthy humanitarian. Dr. King’s birthday is a nationally recognized holiday, the very first to honor an African-American, and the very first one to honor a renown man committed to the philosophy of peace. He is also a respected leader in the movement for racial equality.
Up until almost ten years ago, one of my favorite bare activities was to attend a local event sponsored by one of the several Washington, D.C., nudist social groups. The monthly (and sometimes twice a month event) was promoted as either “Nude Cocktails,” “Naked Happy Hour,” or a variety of other names indicative of the fact that it was clothes free and alcohol consumption was strongly encouraged.
I offer to all of you a sincere apology for not publishing here yesterday, Monday, January 13, 2020. The reason for the absence was a very last-minute disaster at my job that was unforseen and beyond my control. I wasn’t made aware of the situation until it was too late to update my draft for the regular entry. My presence at my office was deemed immediate and absolutely essential.
This month, almost exactly the same day, President Barack Obama was retired from his office as chief executive of the United States. After eight years as this country’s leader, his term limit of eight years (two four-year terms) was officially over. Funny, but his length of service seemed to have flown by beyond the speed of light. Of course, we all know too much about the fool who replaced him.