Self-portrait by our rose garden

At home, alone. I have been taking more time outdoors while at home to be nude, but not while my wife is here. She has agreed to go with me to Green Haven in a few days. I am both thrilled by the possibility that things are shifting so that naturism becomes a “we” thing, and by the dread that the experience will be the opposite, pulling us apart. I have to hold the tension, as the expression goes in Jungian psychology, in order to see what emerges on its own without being forced by the ego.