What is it about guys getting out in the wilds that makes them want to shed their clothes. I guess it gives them a sense of freedom they don’t feel when they’re in the city. Imagine how much fun it would be to fly a kite in your birthday suit? But I hope he’s wearing shoes, at least. I’d hate to see him step on a thorn or a sharp stone. And notice how he has no tan lines. Think he’s a nudist?
My afternoon went great. My workout at the YMCA was excellent; I’m definitely getting close to 100% recovery from my knee surgery. And my lap-swimming was good, too. For the first time since my surgery I swam 1/4-mile, which was my traditional distance pre-surgery. It felt so good I wanted to shout with joy.
I had errands to run after the YMCA, but they didn’t take too long and then I returned to our home to take care of correspondence and tend to a few minor writing matters. Now I am done with all of that and it’s time to relax.
Oh, and don’t you love this photo to the left? You can almost feel the guy’s elation jumping out of the picture, can’t you? Okay, he’s not entirely naked; he’s wearing a backpack and shoes, but that’s allowed.He definitely has tan lines …. 😉
It’s damp and breezy on the island tonight. We’re having leftover spaghetti from our dinner gathering Saturday night, so I won’t have much work to do for our evening meal. All I have to do is warm things up and make a garden salad to go with the lefties. It’s a piece of cake ….
Have a nice Wednesday night, friends.