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July 1st – Canada Day

July 1st – Canada Day

It’s Canada Day and it is gloriously sunny out, very hot, and very windy. With our neighbours from two doors down out of town, the woman who often makes a surprise appearance when my wife is at work and I am either outdoors or indoors while nude, my wife is more relaxed with my outdoor nudity. My nudity is a stressor for her. She wants more control to limit my nudity, and I want more control about when and where…

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Possessions Are Distractions

Possessions Are Distractions

My life and your life are journeys. Regardless of whether or not we are wearing clothing, the core of who we are beneath any camouflage, is a naked self. That is the centre. Anything that we might grasp at and seek to possess doesn’t erase the truth that possessions are not significant for the journey. Our experiences, the stuff that we often try to concretise with photographs, have one purpose. They serve to allow our psyche to become better aware…

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Nudity And Sexuality

Nudity And Sexuality

Nudity and sexuality. I know that many, many people are loathe to put the words nudity and sexual together. If this were about religion, that would be a mortal sin, one that would condemn one to the deepest pits of whatever hell one could imagine. Now, one of these states doesn’t automatically assume the other. After all, just being clothing free doesn’t mean that there is a sexual desire or sexual intent. It might simply mean just being naked. There…

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Naked Hiking Day 2021

Naked Hiking Day 2021

So, apparently June 21st is Naked Hiking Day. I for one will not be going hiking on the twenty-first. I have other things to attend to for the day. Besides, any day is a naked hiking day when the weather and opportunity presents itself. Today was my fourth such hiking day. Personally, I am not in favour of having June 21st as Naked Hiking Day. The day is already packed with meaning as the summer solstice. And for me, the…

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I Have A Thing For Nude Statuary

I Have A Thing For Nude Statuary

I have to admit that when I travel, I take a lot of photos of statues. A few of my most favourite statues that I got up close and personal with and took photos were Neptune in Bologna, Italy and The Thinker in Paris, France. There has yet to be a country and/or city that I have visited that hasn’t had a number of statues to be admired. I am sure you have likely noticed the same thing, You may…

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A Tale Of Fallen Shorts

A Tale Of Fallen Shorts

What a beautiful day to go for a walk in the hills. I had it all planned out. Camera, tripod, backpack, water, shirt and shorts of course. I also had my cellphone and wallet with me as I took my truck to a point about 16 kilometres from my small prairie town – eleven kilometres west and five south. I pulled up to a row of grain bins about a kilometre off the main grid. There was no action in…

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I Still Don’t Have My Shit Together

I Still Don’t Have My Shit Together

Maybe I should blame this post on the weather as it is a gloomy morning here on the Canadian prairies. Today’s post is different from my usual run-of-the-mill posts, more introspective and perhaps even critical. The weather certainly does have a tendency to have a person withdraw within where sunshine has the tendency to have a person leave the protective shell to engage with the outer world. As some of you may know, I have a history with mental-health issues….

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The World Has Changed And So Have I

The World Has Changed And So Have I

It is a rainy morning this morning and it appears that it will be a rainy weekend as I spend the next three days with my youngest grandchildren in their home. Here, the first two hours of the morning belong to me as everyone is still sleeping. I finally have the ambition to sit still and do some writing. Taking this time to talk with you became my first priority. I have been delaying this post until the conditions were…

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A Trip Down Memory Lane In Old Journals

A Trip Down Memory Lane In Old Journals

It’s morning time and I am sitting on the deck listening to the birds sing in the sunshine. The robins are especially noisy with a few grackles trying to compete for sound space. I have the yard to myself at this time of day with no little kids visiting their grandparents on either side of my home and yard. Breakfast waits until as late as possible while I enjoy a windless morning though the temperature is only 9 Celsius. The…

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A Gentle Rain

A Gentle Rain

This morning, I woke up early as usual to find that it had been raining for a good portion of the night. It was a very gentle rain that had filled our rain gauge to the half inch mark. After the first cup of coffee, the idea to put our houseplants, which are predominately cactus plants, outside so that they could be nourished by the rain was made. Though it was only 8 Celsius, I carried them out wearing my…

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