I got to sleep in this morning, all the way to six-thirty. At my age, waking up early is my normal, usually between five and six o’clock. I am a morning person. When the sun eventually makes it into the living room, I take the opportunity to relax and dream of being warm in Mexico. In four weeks time, I will be in Sayulita, Mexico where my lodgings are nude friendly – aka no clothes except for chilly mornings when a bathrobe is worn.
But I don’t want to dwell on that now. This afternoon, a parade of young folk will be coming to the door in order to get Halloween treats. We typically get anywhere from eighty to a hundred arriving and saying “Trick or Treat.” It’s my job to hand out the treats. And no, I don’t hand them out while wearing nothing. It’s too cold in the porch where I wait. Besides, I would only get into all manner of legal difficulties if I tried. It just isn’t worth taking such a risk. There is no way I will ever change the community in which I live to accept public nudity. This is a small, prairie, conservative town.
On another note, I have put up a significant number of recovered posts at my blog site. I won’t put all the links here. Here are a few that might be of interest:
- https://rglongpre.ca/naturism/self-erasure-then-a-return/
- https://rglongpre.ca/naturism/free-hiking-2014/
- https://rglongpre.ca/naturism/its-the-little-things-that-count/
- https://rglongpre.ca/naturism/why-take-nude-photos/
- https://rglongpre.ca/naturism/is-this-a-new-normal/
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