The UK is enjoying a little bit of Indian summer weather right now.
Blues skies, low wind, and temperatures hovering, or just over, 20 degrees. Perfect for a little autumn (fall) naturism in the garden…and beyond!
I’ve previously told you that our garden backs onto the sea, reachable by unlocking and walking through a gate in a fence we had erected (it used to be a case of climb over a wire fence, but we fenced it properly when the children could walk and could have ‘explored’ a dangerous area before they could swim).
One of my friends often calls back to the house with me when we’ve left the children to school and we have coffee and a chat once a week, at least. It could maybe be a couple of mornings a week. She’s always known I’m naturist, and over the years she’s asked many questions, to the point where one hot morning we decided it was time to have some coffee and a little naked sunbathing on our terrace, after which she was hooked and we’ve often laid out a couple of sunbeds and enjoyed some sunshine and downtime from being Mums and wives.
This morning, with the weather as good as it is, we went one stage further and unlocked the gate, stepped out onto the ‘beach’ (it’s a couple of yards of sand about 3 foot below land level, peppered with stones and seaweed) and went skinny dipping. Or, at least, immerse ourselves in about two foot of water, not quite a ‘swim’. And it was rather lovely, approaching mid-october, to be able to extend the naturist season accordingly.
My friend was and is reluctant to be photographed (even on her own phone, just for her own memory’s sake) but I was able to persuade her to allow me to photograph her (and her me) for the blog! 😉