To write here that I am just “super angry” is an intentional misrepresentation of exactly how furious I indeed am. However, rest assured that no one really wants me to use the language that I am currently thinking. I’m sure that are profanity police floating through cyberspace to protect the innocent against such a crime. I refuse to be manipulated and roll in the gutter only to climb out of said gutter and discover ReNude Pride censored or worse, even cancelled.
This is one of the few times of the year when I’m able to write a seasonal post that I don’t feel any guilt. During most times, while the Northern Hemisphere on earth is enjoying the Summer, those residing in the Southern Hemisphere are enduring their Winter. That makes it somewhat difficult when composing a post that’s relevant for all readers. I don’t want anyone to think that I’m unaware of their own situation. I guess that’s just an aspect of my inclusive nature.
This day, Monday, September 3, is a public holiday in the USA honoring all laborers, no matter what their profession, and the jobs that they perform. The above image is of a landscaper performing his task. Sadly, it is also the final public holiday of the summer season. In just three weeks, the Northern Hemisphere will transition from summer into autumn and the Southern Hemisphere embarks on the arrival of their springtime.
As difficult as it seems, we’ve already reached the last day of August, 2018. Time for our final opportunity to showcase our buttocks for the Summer, 2018. Author’s Note: September’s Bottom’s-Up! feature will be the first of the Autumn, 2018 season. As the guys in our featured gif image (above) demonstrate, there are some serious advantages to climbing up a waterfall. What better way to get “up-close-and-personal” with the gentleman ahead of you? I write from experience when I share with all of you that there are some distinct benefits to being a bare practitioner (naturist/nudist) follower! Same gender loving (gay) and bisexual men can attest to this truth!
No matter how you spell it, barbeque, barbecue, or BBQ, cooking on the grille, outdoors while bare can sometimes present some serious challenges. To yourself physically, to the food or to your guests. Being bare isn’t the problem. It isn’t even the cause of the problem or challenge. As humans, who are prone to make mistakes, we, not our undressed status, are the source of all of the mishaps that can and do occur. Sometimes, we are our own worst enemy, no matter where we cook.
For those who read ReNude Pride either periodically or regularly already know this, but I am a confirmed bare practitioner (naturist or nudist), as is my husband, Aaron. It is no big secret that both Aaron and myself are always clothes-free when we’re at home and aren’t too quick to put on any covering should any friends come by to visit. Almost all of our friends and some of our family know our disdain for covering and if they want to see us at home, understand that they will, figuratively and literally, see us nude.
Author’s Note: Last summer, I published two posts here on “nudescapes” (nude + landscape or seascape). To visit those two, click on the title: Nudescape: A Collection or the second, Nudescapes: A Collection #2. This post is a continuation in this series.
The lens of a camera is, upon reflection, nothing more than a substitute for the canvas and brush of an artist. It is an image, captured in a precise moment in time, that conveys to us the viewer a message from either the artist or the photographer. It is up to us, the viewer (“beholder”) to accept the view and the message or to reject it. Photography, like any other work of art, depends upon the acceptance and appreciation of the viewer.