We’re almost to the end of August, the final full month of the Summer, 2017. As for me, I’m left wondering, “where did this season go?” It seems as though we just observed the the beginning of the Summer, and now here it is, entering into the count-down for the last couple of weeks before another season. Autumn, arrives. It doesn’t seem fair that my personal favorite season of the year is the shortest, even though I know that this isn’t the case at all!
One week from today, September 4, is the annual Labor Day holiday here in the U.S. For many meteorologists, this holiday marks the unofficial end of Summer. Many resort hotels and establishment reduce their guest prices as they, too, see this as the end of the major tourist and travel season. However, for those of us who are avid bare practitioners (naturists/nudists), we hold sacred the final day of Summer on September 21. What’s good enough for the calendar is fine for all of us!
As a teenager, I was always fascinated and probably borderline obsessed with the exotic men that I met and/or observed around me. As Alex, my identical twin brother, and I had accepted and acknowledged our same gender attraction since our early teen years, I thought nothing out of the ordinary about this fact. I felt it was simply part of my sexual exploration and self-discovery. One culture that I particularly remember having fantasies about were the Polynesians of the South Pacific Ocean. These included the men from Samoa, Tonga, Hawaii, the Marquesas Islands, the Maori (the indigenous peoples of New Zealand), Tahiti, Tuvalu, Kiribati, Tokelau and other islands. The Polynesians are noted for their seafaring skills as well as their intricate body tattoos.
As a continuation of my feature series of interviews with my fellow clothes-freedom loving bloggers, it is my pleasure to introduce to those of you reading here, Vinnie, the author of two blogs here on WordPress.com. His first blog, Vinnieh, (click title to view) focuses on movie reviews and entertainment news. I started following this blog when I was initially publishing my older blog. He lives in the United Kingdom. His newer blog, begun this past Spring, is named Buns Are All That You Require, which offers his views of life, sexuality and is most definitely not suitable for work and contains adult content. This blog is where he’s posted his nude exploits.
As the author of ReNude Pride, I’m always carefully trolling the internet in order to find interesting and non-sexually explicit photographs to use on this site. I’m not intending to be a prude, but rather, a realist. I don’t want to use any image that someone, somewhere, finds offensive, sexually suggestive or grossly insensitive. It’s a fine line to walk but in the interests of this site, I’m willing to tread cautiously and be as careful as I am able.
Aaron (my husband) and I were married on this day in 2015. We’ve been together since we met in 2010. To be honest, we’ve lived together as a couple since Autumn of the year that we met. Our wedding wasn’t exactly a spontaneous event as mush as it was merely assumed by both our sets of parents that it would just happen once marriage equality became the “law of the land” here in the USA.
As my initial nudescapes (nude + landscape = nudescape) post last month seemed to be very popular and enjoyed by many, I’ve decided to repeat the theme again this month offering a different collection of photographs and text. In fact, I plan to make it a regular feature here on ReNude Pride but only during the summer months. There simply aren’t enough landscapes that are aesthetically pleasing to me for me to provide the series throughout the entire year. So, sit back and enjoy the view. In case you missed the prior post, click the following title to read: Nudescapes: A Collection.