In elementary school, we were required to memorize poetry in English then stand up in front of our class and recite the poem using American Sign Language (ASL). The purpose of this exercise was to teach us, as Deaf students, the ability to translate from English into ASL and to learn the essentials of English. This poem, The Daffodils, was one of those poems and I remember well the difficulties that I had committing it to memory.
Black and White Men Together
On both my “About“ (click to view) page and through my postings here on ReNude Pride, I’ve written extensively of my husband, Aaron, and our lives together. What may, or may not, be known by others is that we are a multiracial couple. Aaron is African-American (black) and I am Greek (white). Race was never an issue for either one of us, nor our families, although we have encountered racism when we first lived together and since we’ve been married.
Balancing My New Address Here!
I recently upgraded ReNude Pride from a free website blog to a personal one. This upgrade entitled me to a free web domain name that no longer requires the “WordPress.com” portion of my old address. Hence, my new web domain is now: ReNudePride.com. I am assured by the powers that be that all requests for the old address will automatically be routed to the new address. We’ll see how true that will be.
Incompatible: Modesty and Nudity?
An acquaintance and I had a discussion maybe two months ago and the title question was the subject of our discourse. I’m unsure as to how the topic arose, but he was adamant that “there is no such thing as a modest nudist.” He continued his tirade with the statement that all nudists are closeted exhibitionists so the two cannot be compatible. I work with this individual and he is aware that in my leisure time, I am a bare practitioner (naturist/nudist).
Let’s Get Naked!
There are a number of uncertain individuals in this world. Unable to make a decision about which direction they want to go or unsure as to what path to follow. One of the most difficult choices some people face is whether or not to try social (public) nudity. Fear of ridicule or rejection make this a topic most people are reluctant to discuss with family or friends. Many are afraid to admit that they’re curious about being naked and in the company of others who are also nude. Without available resources, they continue to wonder about social nudity and have no one to share their concerns, fears or even to answer basic questions about being communally bare (social nudity).
Bottoms-Up! February, 2017
It’s the last day of February, 2017. The shortest month of the year!
And the final full month of the winter season.
The guy in the image above is looking out his window, waiting for the arrival of Spring!
” ‘Tis better to be silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all doubt.” ~ Abraham Lincoln
Naked hugs!
Roger/ReNude Pride
End of Month Reflections, February, 2017
It’s hard to believe that February is almost over. The last full month of the winter-time is swiftly drawing to a close. And with good riddance, as far as I’m concerned (weather-wise). I’m no fan of the frigid temperatures or blustery winds! I prefer heat and humidity over the cold, anytime! Therefore, in bidding farewell to the month of February, I can bear in mind that we’re now closer to the arrival of Spring! That thought alone adds an extra bounce of joy into every step that I take!
A Bare Nightmare From Hell!
As a bare practitioner, my worst possible nightmare (horror of horrors) is being forced to wear clothing or a covering at a clothes-free social event. This nocturnal terror is ten times worse than any imagery described in Dante’s Inferno and is comparable to the proverbial “nightmare from hell.” It even surpasses a recurring dream of an unending and repetitive sequence of visits to the dentist.
President’s Day Weekend, 2017
Here in the USA, today, Monday, February 20, is the day that we honor all of the presidents of the country, the ones living and those deceased. I guess this month was selected because two of the earliest presidents, George Washington and Abraham Lincoln, were born in February. As today is a national holiday, it is also the final three-day weekend of the winter season. For the past eight years, a fellow gay naturist/nudist friend of ours always invites between six to eight same gender loving bare couples to his home (near the Blue Ridge Mountains in rural Virginia) to spend the entire weekend, clothes-free, of course.
S’Naked!
A nudist friend of mine from Massachusetts, USA, wisely informed me that the “proper” term for being bare (naked, nude) in the snow was s’naked. This was back in 2008, before I’d even contemplated anything as absurd and foolish as stripping off my clothes and romping completely carefree and clothes-free in the snow. Although I think of myself as a life-long naturist/nudist, up until that time, being bare and outside in the winter held no appeal to me. I knew that I preferred the heat and humidity and that was it. I had no desire to become a human popsicle!
ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! 