It’s Victoria Day in Canada. Traditionally, this holiday weekend marks the beginning of cottage season and the time when many people start their vegetable gardens. And it’s the weekend, perhaps, that many nudists/naturists in these parts are stepping out in the buff.
We’ve had a cool — i.e. cold — spring this year, and it’s not exactly blazing hot today in the mountains north of Montreal, where I live. But at least it is sunny, and warm enough to sit out sans textiles while I write these words.
Of course, it isn’t quite noon yet, and the afternoon holds promise of greater warmth to come.
Which is all to say it looks like spring/summer has finally arrived — even if the Montreal Canadiens are taking to the ice tonight against the New York Rangers.
The snow has finally melted here, the buds have opened on the trees, a fly just buzzed me . . . and the sun feels so good on my naked body!
Mmmm . . .