which I think is absolutely perfect for being naked, which is how I usually am. I calculate that, on average, I am naked 80% of the time. I wish it were 100%, but I haven't managed that yet.
One of the great things about this house (which we will soon be leaving), aside from it's excellent insulation from the outside highs and lows, is the amount of privacy that it provides. It isn't perfect privacy, but in a tolerant country such as this, it is sufficient. A few years ago, some visitors from Portland, Oregon (by any measure, one of the more liberal places in the US) were amazed that we could just walk around the backyard naked, which we were all doing. We swim naked, I clean the pool naked (which gives me a nice, all-over tan), I garden naked, and weather permitting, I do pretty much everything around here naked.
To be sure, this is one of the things that I will miss about this place. Yesterday, an Uruguayan couple that we know came to say goodbye to us. It took me a while to answer the door, and when I did, I was wearing a bathrobe. They were afraid that they had come too early and we had been sleeping, I explained that it wasn't that, but that I had been naked when they rang the bell, and that I'm that way most of the time. They told me that they were the same way at home. I was happy to hear it, and not really surprised, knowing them.
It is hard to explain to one who has not tried it the pleasure of living naturally.
Fortunately, we are moving to a place where naturists are well established, and the climate is mild. I should feel right at home.
Be well, and thank you for reading my blog.
Text and image © 2019 by Donald C. Traxler.
